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Answer
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Horizon
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vast,
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unending
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swirling
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clouds
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above
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Long
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and
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|
winding
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roads
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call
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out,
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beckoning
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|
you
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|
on
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Now,
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with
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|
everything
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|
you
|
|
need,
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|
it's
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time
|
|
to
|
|
depart
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Fire
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|
up
|
|
your
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|
machine,
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and
|
|
feel
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|
the
|
|
engine
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|
roar
|
|
Soaring
|
|
high,
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|
like
|
|
shooting
|
|
stars
|
|
in
|
|
the
|
|
sky
|
|
|
Answer
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Whistling
|
|
by
|
|
in
|
|
a
|
|
symphony
|
|
of
|
|
speed
|
|
Racing
|
|
on,
|
|
faster
|
|
than
|
|
all
|
|
our
|
|
fears
|
|
We'll
|
|
break
|
|
through,
|
|
knowing
|
|
we
|
|
finally
|
|
reached
|
|
Our
|
|
long
|
|
awaited
|
|
dreams
|
|
See
|
|
glittering
|
|
oceans,
|
|
flora,
|
|
lush
|
|
and
|
|
green
|
|
Creating
|
|
a
|
|
work
|
|
of
|
|
art
|
|
as
|
|
you
|
|
hit
|
|
full
|
|
|
Answer
|
|
speed
|
|
In
|
|
the
|
|
flow
|
|
of
|
|
evening
|
|
light,
|
|
our
|
|
song
|
|
hums
|
|
along
|
|
A
|
|
tailwind
|
|
down
|
|
our
|
|
back,
|
|
propelling
|
|
us
|
|
on
|
|
Now
|
|
fly,
|
|
like
|
|
shooting
|
|
stars
|
|
in
|
|
the
|
|
sky
|
|
Higher
|
|
than
|
|
anyone
|
|
who
|
|
came
|
|
before
|
|
Don't
|
|
look
|
|
back,
|
|
'cause
|
|
nothing
|
|
can
|
|
hold
|
|
you
|
|
|
Answer
|
|
down
|
|
You
|
|
are
|
|
horizon
|
|
bound,
|
|
and
|
|
to
|
|
be
|
|
weightless
|
|
and
|
|
free
|
|
In
|
|
the
|
|
infinite
|
|
skies
|
|
Another
|
|
fright
|
|
streaks
|
|
through
|
|
The
|
|
stillness
|
|
of
|
|
dark
|
|
It
|
|
flashes
|
|
and
|
|
fades
|
|
away
|
|
Far
|
|
into
|
|
the
|
|
stars
|
|
In
|
|
warm
|
|
rays
|
|
of
|
|
dawn
|
|
We
|
|
will
|
|
journey
|
|
on
|
|
|
Answer
|
|
Through
|
|
the
|
|
unknown,
|
|
into
|
|
the
|
|
fray
|
|
Machines
|
|
lighting
|
|
our
|
|
way
|
|
Soaring
|
|
high,
|
|
like
|
|
shooting
|
|
stars
|
|
in
|
|
the
|
|
sky
|
|
Whistling
|
|
by
|
|
in
|
|
a
|
|
symphony
|
|
of
|
|
speed
|
|
Racing
|
|
on,
|
|
faster
|
|
than
|
|
all
|
|
our
|
|
fears
|
|
We'll
|
|
break
|
|
through,
|
|
knowing
|
|
we
|
|
finally
|
|
reached
|
|
Our
|
|
|
Answer
|
|
long
|
|
awaited
|
|
dreams
|
|
Now
|
|
fly,
|
|
like
|
|
shooting
|
|
stars
|
|
in
|
|
the
|
|
sky
|
|
Higher
|
|
than
|
|
anyone
|
|
who
|
|
came
|
|
before
|
|
Don't
|
|
look
|
|
back,
|
|
'cause
|
|
nothing
|
|
can
|
|
hold
|
|
you
|
|
down
|
|
You
|
|
are
|
|
horizon
|
|
bound,
|
|
and
|
|
to
|
|
be
|
|
wightless
|
|
and
|
|
free
|
|
In
|
|
the
|
|
infinite
|
|
skies
|
|