Avalon
King Buffalo
6:20Vanishing clouds flitter over a mountain Above frozen fields An amethyst glimmers beyond the horizon A beacon as my feet leave the ground Everything's racing below me Tied to the wind moving swiftly above me Afloat on the breeze Watching the meadows, they hasten below me Unburdened as my feet leave the ground Everything blurring before me Holding on I'm racing towards the sun Riding on the wavering winds above Mercury unbridled by the sun