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Ancient sky writer I watch you now Curling from the neighbor's roof Up above your mother the orange flame Who makes comfortable the winter room I want to ride your way In my mind I want to ride your way Pale ghost of the sun set free by flint Rising from the cigarette Of the writer in the eves you sup the light Blue snake turning pirouettes I want to ride your way In my mind I want to ride your way Used to signal danger, a whale drifted ashore Messages upward streaming Black, white and green, dry grasses and leaves The names in your rings are singing I want to ride your way In my mind I want to ride your way From Letras Mania