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  1. White Horses

From the recording Laced

Lyrics

I’ve grown accustomed to myopic thinking
In a bright room that’s flustered with friends
And should you strike me you won’t find me blinking
I’ll be the one who’s making amends

Chorus:
Swift flight of white horses
Turn the earth as I ride
Sweep me past monotonous voices
Holding me, holding me here

To every truth will come its own time
And every gait will earn its stride
I won’t find the answer in one of your sermons
And I’m gonna fight this til I get outside ( on my)

Chorus:
Swift flight of white horses
Turn the earth as I ride
Sweep me past impossible forces
Holding me, holding me here

Bridge:
Hold me, sweep me away
Save me,
Take me…
Chorus:
Swift flight of white horses
Turn the earth as I ride
Sweep me past monotonous voices
Holding me, holding me….

Swift flight of white horses
Turn the earth as I ride
Sweep me past monotonous voices
Holding me, holding me here