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Shape of My Heart
He rides his bike as a medition
And the trails he rides he never forgets
He doesn't ride for the trophies he wins
He doesn't ride for respect
He rides his bike to find the answer
The sacred ride is a romance
On a hidden trail he chases his salvation
While his bike it leads a dance
I know that he searches, on ride after ride
I know that the answers seem just out of reach
I know that on the trail, in perfection of his art
I'll find out what's missing from my heart
He may ride a cross country trail
He may rip a downhill run
He may fly through busy city streets
Though the ride is just for fun
I know that he searches, on ride after ride
I know that the answers seem just out of reach
I know that on the trail, in perfection of his art
I'll find out what's missing from my heart
I'll find out what's missing, missing from my heart
And if he told you that he loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
He's not a man of too many faces
Because in fact he is the one
Those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear are lost
I know that he searches, on ride after ride
I know that the answers seem just out of reach
I know that on the trail, in perfection of his art
I'll find out what's missing from my heart
I'll find out what's missing from my heart
Because he is what's missing, missing from my heart
Posted by Unrealtrip  a 33 year old Weekend Warrior riding a Superstring from The recesses of reality on 02/06/09
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