White Horses Lyrics

A solid pine

A crocus that shines

A liberty mine

Enwrapped in a shrine

A poet who cut

Words from a leaf

We climbed up a horse

And felt some relief

And love is a power

That gives us belief

A ray of light that

Your soul to keep

We see White Horses

Views blowing our mind

A helter-skelter

A bitter decline

Whitened hair

A fear that we share

Wrinkled skin

Mortality's care

A faded cross

An enigma we lost

The curtains drawn

We bear our own cross

And the people may wonder

Why God's left them alone?

The wind is burning

There's so much smoke

Because you're coughing up blood now

The poem has ceased

And the soil is all over me

I'm six feet deep