[Intro - Old bicycle bell + Guitar + Humming] Mmm oh, mmm oh [Verse 1] My father left a bicycle, rust in the yard Two flat tires, but it still goes far He said "son, the world is not that wide If you learn to ride with an open heart" [Verse 2] I rode it through the market, through the morning rain Past the mango trees and the broken train Every turn, I heard his voice so near "You don't need much to disappear" [Chorus] On my father's bicycle Dust on my hands, sun in my eyes Carrying his laughter in a rusted bell On my father's bicycle Learning how to fall, learning how to rise [Bridge - Breakdown, hand drums only] No map, no plan Just a boy becoming a man Pedal, pedal, in the sand Father's hands inside my hands [Chorus - Bigger, with harmonies] On my father's bicycle Dust on my hands, sun in my eyes Carrying his laughter in a rusted bell On my father's bicycle I left to wander, but I traveled well [Outro - Bicycle bell + guitar fade] Oye baba, I still ride... Oye baba, I still ride...
