Death, death and forever death And a past that unites us - does it? Love is not the answer Love is just a path
To the hearts and the horses That ride through our homes of yore
Knuckles and fists clash What a way to speak and to silence the tongues Still screams and tears What a way to dance, what a way to embrace
The death of these horses Galloping through our homes of yore
They ride - carried by the winds that blow through time Let it be known that... They ride - their hooves cut through decades of dust They ride - carried by a perfect storm
Ten years, ten days - and in between some rusty nails One heart, one mind - not to forget Ten years, ten days - and in between some rusty nails One heart, one mind - not to forget
We will never forget the... ...vane in the storm of the ages Turns time and time again We've seen this before, we laugh but don't smile We welcome them year after year
The return of these horses Galloping through our homes of yore
They ride... They ride through dust clouds far away from time They ride the open plains of fear See their hooves crack stones and wood and faces The smiles and froans of yesterday
Tonight - these horses will die Tonight - we won't look back Tonight...
We will ride - carried by the winds that blow through time Let it be known that...
Ten years are ten days - and in between some rusty nails One heart, one mind - not to forget... We will never forget!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
