When I was a young boy I had no aim, Neither experience it wasnt a shame. Most of the time it satisfied me, But some day I realized music is like a rising sun. Times are now changing and memory fades, I gaze at the photos, a look in the haze. You cannot imagine how many friends Ive lost, Its much too late for calling them back. Music is like sunrise for me, Its joyful like a trip in a time machine. Music is like sunrise for me its like coming home. I was always insecure, sometimes I still am, But I made up my mind now and look here I stand. I ask myself sometimes Is it all worth it ? To fly over mountains makes you fall down again But music is like sunrise for me, Its joyful like a trip in a time machine. Music is like sunrise for me its like coming home. Music is like sunrise for me, Its joyful like a trip in a time machine. Music is like sunrise for me its like coming home.
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