High Horse

Late in the evening I
I got lost in a drawer of names
Names on letters and photo booth strips
Stubs from movies and baseball games

From the cracks in my textured walls
Weeps a loneliness that falls into the pit of my stomach
Endless black like a new 8 ball
But at this point I've mapped it out

I know the shape of a great heartache
I know the weight of a big mistake
I know the sound of a warm crescendo falling away

We could’ve made it last
I tell myself that when I'm talkin’ to myself
A disagreement seems as natural
As a plant bending toward the Sun

From the high horse where I sat
You were also up there on your own ride
An emergency and we both were in shock
But these days I know the drill

I know the shape of a great heartache
I know the weight of a big mistake
I know the feel of a magical moment fully explained

And so do we just act normal?
Do we smile even now?
So many years past but I know
Man, I know too much now
So many years past but I know
I just know too much now

I know the shape of a great heartache
I know the weight of a big mistake
I know the depth of a sinking love you couldn’t persuade
I know the depth of a sinking love you couldn’t persuade