Always Horses Coming

It took him out of taxland
And into the fields of nether
His skin soaked in the air there
And answered the return with "never"
There was always horses coming
There was always a way to ride...
To leave the national debt
And ways of wires way behind
It was real for him... and for her
They'd meet by the field
Where the crows all fled the earth
And the kind of clothes they wore
Were perfect for the rain....
Hard leather for the downside...
Wide brims for the brain
There was always horses coming
There was always a way to ride...
He never got her name
And she would never toss it twice
They clung to what mattered
And drunk in the entice

They loved the border lines
And when they'd ruin for themselves
They'd dance across the border
And drink again from fresh wells
There was always horses coming
There was always a way to ride...
What the man had left
Might've been a coma or just sleep
He might've left himself for dead
Now lives for the dream to keep
Who and what she once was....
Was written than erased
Whether it had suited her heart
Now had absoluteley no place
They were always horses coming
Always another metal blue sky
And plenty of love to soothe
When their thoughts would water their eyes
There was always hosres coming
There was always a way to ride...