Between.

You hold the reigns, I ride the ride,

Galloping in valleys devoid of the lies,

At mercy of nature, in merciless lands,

With nothing to lose and with nothing to plan,

Somewhere between holding on to dear life,

And striding with freedom, without any drive,

Such is the state, not lost, neither found,

My head in the sky and feet on the ground.

But here I can smile, and shed a few tears,

I can dance in my joys, and live in my fears.

It's a dream in reality and reality in dream,

And this is my ride, my ride of Between.