Wild Horses

Always got a lot on my mind

It feels like the net just gets bigger with time

Stretching out behind me

Trawling the open sea

Waste a lot of breath on the bullshit

I breathe a lot of air that keeps making me sick

Or maybe just hazy

A little bit lazy

It's okay if you don't have the answers

The questions remain the same

There's a whole lot of people claiming their team

But nobody knows the game

So give me a minute to come to my senses

To look out the window and stop building fences

All the wild horses, just want to run free

I want to know you

I just want you to know me, too

Point your finger at me

I dare you to stick it between my teeth

You just keep putting up crosses and sharpening nails

As you wait for the cultural priest

To hand down a confident sentence

To anyone accused of a crime

There's a thousand ways to blow it

So don't even think about speaking your mind

Maybe you would rather be angry

But I'd rather sleep at night

There's a fraction to every outcome

There's a spectrum of wrong and right

So give me a minute to come to my senses

To look out the window and stop building fences

All the wild horses, they just want to run free

I want to know you

I just want you to know me, too