Broken Horse - Freelance Whales

[00:16]October's got those orange eyes
[00:19]But somehow I still lost sight
[00:23]When you lifted the lid off of my pumpkin head
[00:27]And kissed me goodnight
[00:30]She could be a thorn in my side
[00:33]We never quite broke that horse
[00:38]She slept in the cul-de-sac rye
[00:41]Seven miles from my front porch
[01:00]Bundle up and come with me now
[01:03]Down the road where to the burned down barn
[01:07]We could make a blanket of coats
[01:10]And breathe our souls into the neighbor's front lawn
[01:14]But, oh god, that look in your eye
[01:17]Trouble that does not search words
[01:22]It sprung from the biblical vine and
[01:25]Awaiting to return to the dirt
[01:43]The stitches in your winter clothes
[01:47]Your cello bows
[01:48]We stole your hair to make them
[01:50]We're sorry for the iron shoes
[01:54]We nailed to you
[01:56]And stuck you in the rain
[01:58]And then you sprinted away
[02:00]Sprinted away to where I don't know
[02:05]God's moving in your bloodstream
[02:08]Where the cross beats aren't so slow
[02:13]
[02:42]You swept all the red from my cheeks
[02:46]I didn't hear you come back inside
[02:50]I light up the gas in the den
[02:53]And stand there in the thin winter light
[02:57]But, oh god, that curve in your spine
[03:00]A question mark, a doctor's sigh
[03:04]Was framed by the windowsill
[03:07]And you saw something I did not in that night
[03:15]You saw something I did not in that night
[03:25]The stitches in your winter clothes
[03:29]Your cello bows
[03:31]We stole your hair to make them
[03:33]We're sorry for the iron shoes
[03:36]We nailed to you
[03:38]And stuck you in the rain
[03:41]And then you sprinted away
[03:43]Sprinted away to where I don't know
[03:48]God's moving in your bloodstream
[03:51]Where the cross beats aren't so slow
[03:55]God's moving in your bloodstream
[03:58]Where the cross beats aren't so slow...