[verse] The sun warms the dusty barn. From Blaze, a familiar quiet winnie. She runs her hand along the wood of his stall. "We had some good times together," she said. [verse] But today,things are different Strangers walking through the barn. Their voices are way too loud. Please... just go away [chorus | Layered vocal harmonies] "That's a fine horse, we'll take him." The words hang heavy like the summer air. Sadly... Blaze won't be here tomorrow. [verse] His soft muzzle nudges her palm. She smells hay and him. A familiar, comforting smell. That she'll always remember. [verse] Her throat feels tight. Her eyes start to sting. She buries her face in his neck, a silent goodbye she doesn't want to say. [chorus | Layered vocal harmonies] "That's a fine horse, we'll take him." The words hang heavy like the summer air. Sadly... Blaze won't be here tomorrow. [Instrumental verse] [chorus | Layered vocal harmonies] "That's a fine horse, we'll take him." The words hang heavy like the summer air. Sadly... Blaze won't be here tomorrow. (I'll miss him)
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