Twelve Hands High

I know you never asked for my opinion,
but I'd say that horse is crazy.
I know what I think doesn't matter any more,
but I'd say his mind is gone.
and I know you know what I know,
even though you'd rather die than say it.
I know you feel the same way,
or you wouldn't be sleeping on the lawn.

I heard the hooves crack the window,
saw the body come through,
saw the big brown eyes flashing.
I fell all over you.
I got pressure bearing down on me.

There was a reason why I came here,
but I guess now it doesn't matter.
I had a good, good, good, good reason,
but I guess now you couldn't care.
There is a certain kind of feeling that you get
when you're totally helpless.
and there's a different world waiting for me
when I lift my head up from your thick, dark hair.

I heard the hooves crack the window,
saw the body come through,
saw the big nostrils flaring.
I fell all over you.
I got pressure bearing down on me.

I heard the hooves crack the window,
saw the body come through,
saw the big brown eyes flashing.
I fell all over you.
I got pressure bearing down on me.