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our time has come, the wind has stopped,
tank is empty,tires are bold, brakes are gone,
so i drop my kick stand
turn my key one last time
the vibration still running threw my body
the roaring sound still in my head
the tears began to fall
then i hear a wisper in my ear, as long and you can
dream there will always be one more ride for you and me.
:wheelie :wheelie :wheelie
in memory for those who have fallen and never got to
ride again
tank is empty,tires are bold, brakes are gone,
so i drop my kick stand
turn my key one last time
the vibration still running threw my body
the roaring sound still in my head
the tears began to fall
then i hear a wisper in my ear, as long and you can
dream there will always be one more ride for you and me.
:wheelie :wheelie :wheelie
in memory for those who have fallen and never got to
ride again
