borrowed photobucket.com/Lee1959
The
wild horses
They
don't care about the law
They
don't care about peace and harmony
They
only care for the money
The
golden grass in the back alley
Light
it up feeling the glowing gold
The
large shadow standing tall
They
want it all
The
wild horses
Running
in different directions
Hammering
hard on the ground
Thundering
hooves gathering storm
And
they feel great
No
cowboy will come to catch
They
have the golden grass
The
whole field the cowboy can't do
The
wild horses
The
people watch closely
The
ropes and fences
“Come
on make your jump!”
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