Me and my horses Trouble in two places Pass the city walls Down the city rolls Thought I was close To the place where I rose
Me and my first date We give and we take We evaluate We negotiate We communicate Thought I was late When I passed through the gate This feeling I hate You know, wherever you're meant to go
Back home Like houses Like home Like leaving Like shoes Like running Like fast Like horses Like trust Like purses Like horns Like dancing Like drowning With a stone In your pocket With a stone Like crawling Like worry Like possibly
