Horses -

We used to play where the hellebores grew

In the warm fields where the black swans flew

We had to climb up so high just to see them arrive

Under finite frozen stars

We found a hill and we called it ours

And spent the night just wishing our lives away

On horses

On horses

On horses

We will ride

For every day I’d rather forget

There’s a long winter of cold regret

Let’s chase the seconds as the night swallows the day

On horses

On horses

On horses

We will ride

Like a truant with time on my side

No loneliness

Nor worth defined

If wishes were horses

We would ride

On horses

On horses

On horses

we will ride