Wise men spoke the vision
Of the spirit horses way
Like a savior he has a mission
From the ashes of the plains
All the souls of mighty warriors
Are carried in his veins
All the hopes of ancient nations
Are flowing through his mane
And the spirit voices say
Never chase a running shadow
Underneath the midnight sky
Never chase a running shadow
You will ride till you die
From the badlands of Dakota
One lone rider came
To catch the restless spirit
They said could not be tamed
And he laughed at all the legends
He called their stories lies
He called it superstition
Foolish dreams of fading tries
And the spirit voices cry
Never chase a running shadow
Underneath the midnight sky
Never chase a running shadow
You will ride till you die
Of the spirit horses way
Like a savior he has a mission
From the ashes of the plains
All the souls of mighty warriors
Are carried in his veins
All the hopes of ancient nations
Are flowing through his mane
And the spirit voices say
Never chase a running shadow
Underneath the midnight sky
Never chase a running shadow
You will ride till you die
From the badlands of Dakota
One lone rider came
To catch the restless spirit
They said could not be tamed
And he laughed at all the legends
He called their stories lies
He called it superstition
Foolish dreams of fading tries
And the spirit voices cry
Never chase a running shadow
Underneath the midnight sky
Never chase a running shadow
You will ride till you die
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