I came out of the darkness Holding one thing A small white wooden horse I'd been holding inside And when I'm dead If you could tell them this That what was wood became alive What was wood became alive In the night the walls disappeared In the day they returned "I want to be a rider like my father" Were the only words I could say And when I'm dead If you could tell them this That what was wood became alive What was wood became alive Alive And I fell under A moving piece of sun Freedom I came out of the darkness Holding one thing I know I have a power I am afraid I may be killed But when I'm dead If you could tell them this That what was wood became alive What was wood became alive
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