Blind - Loftus

Every of the horse I carry

It takes me for a ride

Not to

Mother, carry the things I bear

And tell it from your side

It’s barely

And here, cause I am lost

Brewing with my sleeve

It’s my only cost

Lays a while

Tell us where we fall from this place

And just stand in line

for

Falling breaks and

And just stand aside

is

And here, cause I am lost

Brewing with my sleeve

It’s my only cost

Lays a while