Lyrics

Well he stepped out of his imagination and he looked into the cloudless sky
He picked up his axe and shovel to work the land, but he did not question why
He wiped the swept from his brow and let out a sigh
‘Cause the weeds they still grow high
He felt the heat from the ground, his mind and the sun
You know it happens every time

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Це не важливо (It doesn’t matter)

Well he stepped out of his imagination and the wind made it hard to ride
He stood up high, high in the saddle, he pushed his body with every stride
He wiped the sweat from his brow as he climbed, but the wind it would not die
He felt the heat from the pavement, his heart and the sun
You know it happens every time

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-instrumental-
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Chords: Dm Bb C
Dm7 Am7 Gm7