This time has made his last decision As the ghosts ride in They keep changing their position They keep cross-firing So let your heart be like a lion When your legs ride in Something hiding in the distance, singing And my hopes dive in
Don't let those words come back to haunt on me Let the call of horses fall right over me
When I was born I had my father's eyes Now they can't believe what they see I'm in the shadow of the crowd tonight And there ain't no light on me
So pick up your legs my friend Let your back be all, oh no 'Cause there's vultures on the skyline Let the call of horses fall right over me
We rode on We rode on We rode on We rode on
On for an exit line On for an exit line On for an exit line On for an exit line
