From the recording Forward Through Forests
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Lyrics
We used to cycle the hard earthy roads,
and feel the new world turn under our tyres.
See the world change everywhere that we go:
where clock hands circle, they move our horizons.
We cut through borders and made straight the paths,
shaping the land every beat of the heart.
When darkness fell, morning ran in our veins;
dreaming tomorrow we built our today.
Time's like a river which endlessly flows,
it runs with the road and never grows old.
And see the world change everywhere that we go:
where clock hands circle, they move our horizons.
