Had you ever
Thought you might have been driven by forces
Unsound and clear
Today again
I miss the stylish ends of
My sunny queue
And cure me from the edge of
Resign, sore and still
But break the wings of wind
And curse me on
And I miss you
Shelters mine
Driven by horses
Dark and swell
And I like this
And the night before I
Dawn like this
There's no one to tell
To cure me from the edge of
Resign, sore and still
But break the wings of wind
And curse me on
These days
Solely turning
Will be pretty enough
The wind of surrender
Like a newborn illusion
Driven by horses
Dark and swell
Driven by horses
Dark and swell
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