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We can fall asleep to horses

The sounds of vagabond lullabies

And if it’s cold, it’s not important

To us, weathered and wise

Dawn is breaking, lust is waking in our eyes

For the fields that, held you closely as you

Cried

And we know that

As we hold the spurs and

Their ruby manes in the sunlight

And we go fast so

The wind stings our eyes

And the thumping pulse on the ground it

Moves us along

We see nothing else but the skyline and the fog

Feel our bodies burn as we’re heading for it now

Who should be concerned if we’re happy, free and wild

Stay in a pack, we are vicious enough

To gallop on, no mistakes and without pause

Read our minds as the brakes and a cue to take off

Feel alive when we’re dead and sufficiently lost

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