𝔻𝔼𝕄𝕆ℕ𝕀☾ 𝕊𝕋𝔼𝔼𝔻𝕊

On the cliff, at the trembling edge, I snap the reins, sparks flare the ledge. Air is brittle, I drink the haze, Mist fills my throat in a fevered blaze. With rapture fierce as the ground gives way, I vanish laughing, nothing to say. Slow—oh, horses slow, oh-oh, Restless beasts, sharp, drive the flow. Whips in the wind, fray and sway, Carry me—ah-ah-ah—far away. I’ll water the steeds, complete the verse, Gripped in the gallop, harsh and terse. Storm will sweep me, scatter the grain, Drag me across the iron plain. The sleigh will take me, morning snow, Into a dusk no rider knows. Slow—oh, horses slow, oh-oh, Restless beasts, sharp, drive the flow. Whips in the wind, fray and sway, Carry me—ah-ah-ah—far away. No late comers at heaven’s gate, The angels roar, their voices quake. Is it the bell that cracks in grief, Or my own cry that begs relief? Slow—oh, horses slow, oh-oh, Restless beasts, sharp, drive the flow. Whips in the wind, fray and sway, Carry me—ah-ah-ah—far away. I’ll water the steeds, complete the verse, Stand one moment longer, under the hooves.