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Riding To New York

Biography:

Mike Rosenberg mejor conocido como Passenger, es un cantautor Británico de Folk/Pop. Mike también fue el vocalista y creador de la desaparecida banda de Folk Rock, Passenger, con la cual solo lanzo un álbum. Cuando los miembros de la banda decidieron segur caminos distintos, Rosenberg opto por mantener el nombre de dicha banda para su proyecto como solista.

Su primera presentación como solista se dio un Octubre del 2009 en Australia, siendo artista soporte para las presentaciones de Lior, Elana Stone y Brian Campeau.

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Well I met him in Minnesota He was dark and overcast
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with long grey hair and eyes that stared
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through me like I was glass
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I asked Where are you going to
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He said I'm the wind I'm just blowin' through
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Then he lit up a cigarette and began to talk
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See the doctors told me that my body won't hold me
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my lungs are turning black
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Been Lucky Strike's fool since I was at school
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now there ain't no turning back
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They can't tell me how long I've got maybe months but maybe not
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So I'm taking this bike and riding to New York

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Cause I wanna see my grand-daughter one last time
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Want to hold her close and feel her tiny
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Heartbeat next to mine
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Wanna see my son and the man he's become
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Tell him I'm sorry for the things I've done
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And I'd do it if I had to walk
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Oh I'm taking this bike and riding to New York

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Through the forests of Wisconsin that I knew as a boy
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Past the skyline of Chicago 'round the lakes of Illinois
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I lay my head in a motel bed
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When my back get sore and my eyes turn red
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And listen to the trucks roll past my door
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Through the fields of Ohio as the sunshine paints them gold
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I'll run just like a river runs rapid quick and cold
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Fly through Pennsylvania and the Jersey turn-pike tolls
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I won't stop 'til I get to New York

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Cause I wanna see my grand-son one last time
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Wanna see his eyes sparkling and stare back into mine
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Now my time is short I wanna see my daughter
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Tell her I'm sorry for the things I taught her
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And I'd do it if I had to walk
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Oh I'm taking this bike and I'm riding to New York

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And I'd go up to the churchyard one last time
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Lay flowers down for the woman who gave me
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The best years of my life
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And I'd do it if I had to walk
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Yeah I'd do it if I had to walk
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I'm taking this bike and riding to New York