true you ride the finest horse i ve ever seen standing sixteen one or two with eyes wide and green and you ride the horse so well hands light to the touch i could never go with you no matter how i wanted to ride on see you i could never go with you no matter how i wanted to when you ride into the night without a trace behind run your claw along my gut one last time i turn to face an empty space where you used to lie and look for a spark that lights the night through a teardrop in my eye 