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Running through headlines, running through forests You had your shades on, I didn't notice The foggy lenses, your head move forward Hand to the side, walking through walking onward And the crystal skies, and the little things The wanderer's light will forever beam An old cicerone pulls finger to lips Stops for a moment, hearing the leaves A petal of rose will remind you the day The sound of it all will define you the way And I will always be true Running through headlines, running through forests You asked the questions, hail to the novice The foggy lenses, your head move sideways Clear out the blur, and the dirt from the highway And the crystal skies, and the little thrills The wanderer's vision is stronger than steel An old cicerone pulls finger to lips Cherish the slopes, and the hills, and the leaps A petal of rose will remind you the day The sound of it all will define you the way And I will always be true Running through lifetimes, running through speed lights You at the front and the battle begins Running out of breath, running out of sight Does a fallen tree in the woods make a sound? A petal of rose will remind you the day The sound of it all will define you the way And I will always be true Oh I will always be true be true