thedevice

sometimes things you hear come with such heart, you'd think someone had taken yours away.

one more dream tonight
that your gray stallion rests
where he lays in the reins
for all of the speed and the strength he gave
one more kiss tonight
from some tall stable girl
shes like grace from the earth
if youre all tuckered out and tame
one more tired thing
the gray moon on the rise
when your want from the day
begs you to curse in your sleep at night
one more gift to bring
we may well find you laid
like your steed in his reins
tangled too tight and too long to fight