We need to be where we can hear the horses
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We don't hear the horses from here
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Blind Henry whispers to the legless Annalee
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"Honey I can reach the pedals,
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But you're gonna have to steer"
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Horses, moonlight, appetite
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Take another breath it'll be alright
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You can come over
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You can stay sober tonight
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Horses, moonlight, appetite
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Take another breath it'll be alright
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You can come over tonight
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He can hear them in the alleys
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But the pretty ones are always insincere
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A restless spirit come to visit in the body of a stranger
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Just a light around the eyes
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That makes a flash and disappears
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Horses, moonlight, appetite
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Take another breath it'll be alright
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You can stay sober
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You can come over tonight
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Horses, moonlight, appetite
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Take another breath it'll be alright
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You can stay sober tonight
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In the corners there are echoes
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Ever closer, never near
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There are thirsts
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There are swallows
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There are choices in between them my dear
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We need to be where can feel the ocean
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Walk the miles along the shoreline
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Just to sleep beneath the pier
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We need to be where we can hear the horses
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We don't hear the horses from here
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Horses, moonlight, appetite
|
Take another breath it'll be alright
|
You can come over
|
You can stay sober tonight
|
Horses, moonlight, appetite
|
Take another breath it'll be alright
|
You can come over tonight
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Horses
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| Gary Jules |
