Runaway Horses
Oh, my heck, so, yeah, the Ute Stampede, I mean that's a tradition for sure, um. One year we wish- it was raining, all, like stampedes and this horse come out, and everyone, you know, said it was supposed to be the best, and it fell in the mud and... I mean, you should see its leg just totally snapped; it was just hanging there. And the girl, you know, laid dow- it was the saddest thing, I mean, I think, most of the crowd was crying. She set up and laid over her horse and just cried and hugged hеr horse and, ’cause she knеw that, you know, that was her last moments with that horse.
Small town girl, Coca Cola grin, honeysuckle skin
Born beneath the ready sign of a strawberry moon
Small town girl shows up for her friends, crazy about The Bends
I was there when she first put away childish things
We had spring in our heels
Unwavering forces, headfirst into the unknown
Like runaway horses in a fever till the end
And every step is a silver prayer in the face of a hard wind
You traded school for weddings rings and rent
Invitations sent of you and him by a barn out on the edge of town
Small town girl, you put your dreams on ice, never thinking twice
Some you'll surely forget and some that you never will
There was a promise in our stride
But we changed courses, headfirst into the unknown
Like runaway horses in a fever till the end
And every step is a silver prayer in the face of a hard wind
Like runaway horses, it's a long way back home again
When every step is a silver prayer in the face of a hard wind
