Where I'm going is where you're at
You got me drifting all through the night
Just to get,
get to you
Just to get,
get through to you
I can feel it in my bones But there's no way
Right up by your feet and it's okay
But I'll make you a deal
and meet halfway
I'll make you a deal and wait And I feel
like
a fellow of triumph
My horizon's pale,
tainted black
And the easy years,
I want them back
Won't you come down on your high horse and crumble?
It's so kind of backwards marriage To have them to hold
But I've got to run the tight ship,
dear And keep it under control
How can I learn the ropes with you on my ear?
Stirring up the storm when
the waters are clear
And I feel like
a fellow of triumph My horizon's pale,
tainted black
And the easy years,
I want them back
Won't you come down on your high horse and crumble?
And crumble?
Black Harbor,
hold off your end Black Harbor,
I've gone round the bend
Black Harbor,
and I feel like
a fellow of triumph
My horizon's pale,
tainted black And the easy years,
I want them back
Won't you come down on your high horse and crumble?
And crumble?