Cardigans, The
Long Gone Before Daylight
A Good Horse
It takes no match to give me a spark,
Now I'm trying out another heart,
I've been whining 'bout a fresh start
I found myself a good horse!
I spurred it on the quicksand
And I rolled it through the hollow lands
I fed you with a shaky hand
I found myself a strong horse
These are the promises I can keep,
These are the promises I can keep,
To live like I'm must
And ride with the dust in my face
In race (?)
I found myself a good horse
Yes, I found myself a strong horse
But things remain no different than before
oh These are the promises I can keep
yes, These are the promises I can keep
To live like I'm must
And ride with the dust in my face
These are the promises I can keep
oh These are the promises I can keep
These are the promises I can keep
To live like I must
And ride with the dust in my face
In grace
In grace
In grace

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