Reach the Sun

I was told I had to have my feet on the ground. Not allowed to dream

So I could belong to the masses. A huge group of blind individuals who don’t know where they came from or where they’re heading to… you had to be a part of the machine we call society

Don’t lie to yourself, there’s no escape. No-one can leave. Full freedom ain’t real… but riding a motorcycle is the closest to your dreams

The higher the hope, the better. You might never achieve them, but you won’t stop searching for sure. Never give up reaching the sun. Utopias can’t be real, but they are the gas of dreams

See you on the road!