Lovers, keep on the road you're on,
runners, until the race is run,
soldiers, you've got to soldier on,
sometimes even right is wrong.
Tonight maybe we're gonna run, dreaming of the Osaka sun,
dreaming of when the morning comes,
They are turning my head out to see what I'm all about,
keeping my head down to see what it feels like now,
But I have no doubt,
one day, we are gonna get out.
<3
Loch.
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