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Thundering Horses
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Lead I might think I am, I’m always being led
the choices I think I make have already been decided
so I choose to free myself that I may free all souls
for every drop of water there’s a life that’s rolling on

There’s an ocean inside of me
and sometimes I feel I’m the sailor
there’s an ocean inside of me
and sometimes I feel I’m at the mercy of the tempest
there’s an ocean and sometimes my sails are full
I soar with the wind and I reach for the moon
there’s an ocean inside that reminds me

I’m in the hands of the gods
I’m in the hands of the gods

storms come crashing my waves and I will bow to your grace,
I’d rather an ocean that roars to my soul
oh great white thundering horses you’ve come to gallop with me
let’s run now, the stars are calling
the fog clears wild is the drum
invincible, oh see how we run…

There’s an ocean inside of me…

I’m in the hands of the gods
I’m in the hands of the gods 

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