You can drive a car,
But you have to ride a horse
We ride our lives,
Of course you know,
From barn, to yard
To wood, to road.
There was once a hand,
That would carry me anywhere.
That was 19 years ago,
Now my feet know where to go.
Great,
These things happen,
I've got to hand it to my heart,
It should have shattered long ago,
But the god damned thing won't fall apart.
We're traveling at the speed of sound.
It's a good, great place to crash a car,
But I don't think we have to do it.
Throw our notebooks out the window
And put our family names into it.
I've lost track of the ambulance chasers
Coming up behind the car.
It's a 5 car pile up,
That's a 1 heart pile up.
