White Horse

(álbum: Alela Diane & Wild Divine - 2011)

Get off your high horse, hey man
Get off your white horse, hey man
Your gallop can't shit nothing on the darkness
The rush of river water knows much more

Everyone must take a road
Take the road, that's all they're on
Everyone must take a road
Take the road, that's all they're on

You let it in, with a gust you take it in
Take in charm from shadow with the dawn
The sun will tell you when you must walk on

Are you like clowns or as headstrong as stones?
Do you open with dust to the black night?
Be careful with visions when drawn to the sky
Be wary of such constellations

No, we cannot be sure of our gallop or gate
But there's one thing I knew, you know for sure

Everyone must take a road
Take the road, that's all they're on
Everyone must take a road
Take the road, that's all they're on

What of release?
What of ravens and the white birds?
A mystery, the echo left by deaf

We are hopeful, we are scattered, we are dust
We are hopeful, we are scattered, we are dust
We are hopeful, we are scattered, we are dust