Letras: Quantic. So Long.

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In the blowing, wheels are turning
trying to get to, where I'm going
in this road, I find no reason
only feet, find a path.

In the field in all the county
got a dream by my side
put it softly, all around me
its the voices, show me the way.

See this journey, that I've been travelling
so much longer than I thought
to this place that i'm returning
I see the foot prints from once before.

So long, so long
so long, so long
so long, so long
so long, so long