Testo:
All your dreams are back where they belong
All your fears are up and running strong
The riderless takes the race
No tears of joy for sad mistakes
Shot through to an empty soul the horse without a rider charges on
I'll see an empty shell of a man, torn apart, laid to waste, pin the medal on half a heart
All you need, all that you can't get, warm morning sun, a familiar silhouette,
but your dreams are slapped away, a whip crack through a rainy day
The lightning picks on emptiness
The horse without a rider takes the race
The thunder races on through dawn
The horse without a rider charges on
All your fears are up and running strong
The riderless takes the race
No tears of joy for sad mistakes
Shot through to an empty soul the horse without a rider charges on
I'll see an empty shell of a man, torn apart, laid to waste, pin the medal on half a heart
All you need, all that you can't get, warm morning sun, a familiar silhouette,
but your dreams are slapped away, a whip crack through a rainy day
The lightning picks on emptiness
The horse without a rider takes the race
The thunder races on through dawn
The horse without a rider charges on
