Horses Songtext
von Matt Walters

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