Horses at Night Songtext
von Strand of Oaks

One, two
One, two, three, four

Distorted frequencies locate her mood
Impressive lingering of salt in her wound
The sweet dependency they stole from you
They answer back
With no respect

We′re just movement in the dark
Lonely fragments made of stars
Mild interruptions in an endless fog
Cosmic dust
Pumping blood


Scuff your sneakers they look better when they're worn
Broken fingers never reach the chords
And Jesus Christ, Tim, what′s the matter?
What's wrong?
They're just songs
And this should be fun

We′re just movements in the dark
Lonely fragments made of stars
Solar orphans in maternity wards
Cosmic dust
Just pumping blood

September sixth, 1970
Was Jimi′s last show in Germany
50 years of reflecting light
Lonely aliens might hear him in the night
They'd get stoned and he′d blow their minds