more trips down the lane

White Horse Theory III- 1997

and i don’t need your tan horse to save soul
my weak little fainting damsel of a me
and I don’t care what color you are wonder boy
personally i like green
I have my own castle of sorts
and I was sleeping just fine
I was
and I don’t want your horse at all
I’ve got two feet— they work
and if you are going my way
we could walk together
you could visit
But I don’t need the fancy entourage
of princely gifts o’ crap
Its a lovely day for a walk in the rain
you need nothing but a you
to save your soul I will take care of mine
and if you care I seem to have lost my slipper
so we could go for a walk
barefoot in the rain…

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