Sodastream Horses
said you didn't need no horses on the groundno satellite
to trace his little head
i stopped for a drink then i left without a sound
but the stories they followed me
someone stole the right words
to try and frighten me
come down i am sure, sure of who i am
'cause the chorus is my sword
and the lightings in my hair
the seasons i recall
are the ones that i have shared
there's violence in my heart
and i guess i had..
said you wanted more than stories in the sand
no heavy bellied caution around your neck
you loaded up the sick and cut your mother's hand
scraped and washed her clean
someone stole the songbird
and tore it's book from me
come down i am sure, sure of who i am
'cause the chorus is my sword
and the lightings in my hair
the seasons i recall
are the one's that i have shared
there's violence in my heart
and i guess i had..
