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Solo Ride in Beautiful May 1 by Awol

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Solo Ride in Beautiful May 1

indie pop

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Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
Solo ride — I ease away, Beautiful May, I'll find my way.
Kira Penthouse in the London breeze,
Ball-mountain hums beneath my knees,
Tap water me paints the dawn in gold,
Come up hill each colour's warm and bold.
I walk through lanes where stories breathe,
The market spice the river sheet,
Scowl blue shadows, welly lights,
Oh, and me go humming into the night.
Neon threads and lanterns sway,
For my market guides my way.
Templest bells and Blomgold songs,
Wildly laughter carries me along.
Now I'm looking, ready to fly,
Calaboo skies and beautiful May.
Solo ride — I ease away, Beautiful May, I'll find my way.
Solo ride — the city haunts my name,
I rise, I shine, I stake my claim,
Beautiful May.
I'll find my way,
And the world will learn to remember me,
And I need a smile like morning light,
Umbra calls me through the night,
Balenciaga dreams on window glass,
Footsteps echo of what I left in the past.
I smell cinnamon rain on stone,
A thousand faces feel like home.
The air is warm, the streets are kind,
Every corner leaves a trace behind.
Scowl gold shadows, welly lights,
Oh, and me go guiding through the night.
Templest bells and Blomgold songs,
Full-mile market keeps me strong.
Now I'm looking, ready to fly,
Calaboo skies and beautiful May.
Solo ride — I ease away, Beautiful May, I'll find my way.
Solo ride — the city haunts my name,
I rise, I shine, I stake my claim,
Beautiful May.
I'll find my way,
And the world will learn to remember me.
I remember a man who once made me shine,
A brief bright ember in a longer line,
But this two-wheeled freedom is my own song.
And am I back in the yard so long?
The market sends a mountain air,
I learn to carry myself with care.
Belonging isn't countered by anyone's hand,
It's the steady pose that helps me stand.
Now I'm looking, ready to fly,
Calaboo skies and beautiful May.
Solo ride — I ease away,
Beautiful May, I'll find my way.
Solo ride — the city haunts my name.