White Horses
the sky quiet the soft rock cushion you raven black bedding replace the sun soft sand seeps through your foot white horse dance in the wave a teardrop splinter the water an than a few others one word miserable your the only voice heard you ca n't find the way back or where you want to go lost your hand touch the sky but you do n't reach it yet time to go back to what others call home you walk along he shoreline you trip you fall it feel magical you can see through crystal warm water seeps through you your rid a white horse your water it beautiful you do n't want to go back anyway you cant go back or forward your stuck in life a a white horse