Twelve Hands High

I know you never asked for my opinion,

but I'd say that horse is crazy.

I know what I think doesn't matter any more,

but I'd say his mind is gone.

and I know you know what I know,

even though you'd rather die than say it.

I know you feel the same way,

or you wouldn't be sleeping on the lawn.

I heard the hooves crack the window,

saw the body come through,

saw the big brown eyes flashing.

I fell all over you.

I got pressure bearing down on me.

There was a reason why I came here,

but I guess now it doesn't matter.

I had a good, good, good, good reason,

but I guess now you couldn't care.

There is a certain kind of feeling that you get

when you're totally helpless.

and there's a different world waiting for me

when I lift my head up from your thick, dark hair.

I heard the hooves crack the window,

saw the body come through,

saw the big nostrils flaring.

I fell all over you.

I got pressure bearing down on me.

I heard the hooves crack the window,

saw the body come through,

saw the big brown eyes flashing.

I fell all over you.

I got pressure bearing down on me.