October’s got those orange eyes
But somehow I still lost sight
When you lifted the lid off of my pumpkin head
And kissed me goodnight
She could be a thorn in my side
We never quite broke that horse
She slept in the cul-de-sac rye
Seven miles from my front porch
Bundle up and come with me now
Down the road where to the burned down barn
We could make a blanket of coats
And breathe our souls into the neighbor’s front lawn
But, oh god, that look in your eye
Trouble that does not search words
It sprung from the biblical vine and
Awaiting to return to the dirt
The stitches in your winter clothes
Your cello bows
We stole your hair to make them
We’re sorry for the iron shoes
We nailed to you
And stuck you in the rain
And then you sprinted away
Sprinted away to where I don’t know
God’s moving in your bloodstream
Where the cross beats aren’t so slow
You swept all the red from my cheeks
I didn’t hear you come back inside
I light up the gas in the den
And stand there in the thin winter light
But, oh god, that curve in your spine
A question mark, a doctor’s sigh
Was framed by the windowsill
And you saw something I did not in that night
You saw something I did not in that night
The stitches in your winter clothes
Your cello bows
We stole your hair to make them
We’re sorry for the iron shoes
We nailed to you
And stuck you in the rain
And then you sprinted away
Sprinted away to where I don’t know
God’s moving in your bloodstream
Where the cross beats aren’t so slow
God’s moving in your bloodstream
Where the cross beats aren’t so slow…
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[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…

歌曲名：Broken Horse  歌手：Freelance Whales  所属专辑：《Weathervanes》

作词：未知  作曲：未知  发行公司：未知  发行时间：2021-03-11

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