Horses lyrics
by Jesse Welles
[Verse 1]
All my flannels made in Bangladesh
All my t-shirts in Vietnam
There are places that we quietly ignore
There are places that we go and bomb
You know I thought an awful lot about Jesus
Even more about Lao Tzu
They say that the way of the Tao is to do nothing
Then what the hell am I supposed to do?
[Pre-Chorus]
You know the harder you think, the deeper you sink
The tighter you grip, the further you slip
[Chorus]
So I'm singing this song about loving
All the people that you've come to hate
It's true what they say, I'm gonna diе someday
Why am I holding on to all this weight?
You know I really thought that thеre'd be power
In thinking half of y'all was just born fools
Thought I was gathering oats for my horses
I was getting by whipping my mules
[Verse 2]
There's a book I read I don't remember
There's a place I've been I'd never seen
There's a note that I wrote that went up in smoke
There's some songs I don't ever sing
You know the stars in the sky are burning
Mostly burning unbeknownst to me
I wish I would've payed more attention
To the bigger things I didn't see
[Pre-Chorus]
You know the harder you think, the deeper you sink
The tighter your grip, the further you slip
[Chorus]
So I'm singing this song about loving
All the people that you've come to hate
It's true what they say, I'm gonna die someday
Why am I holding on to all this weight?
You know I really thought that there'd be power
In thinking half of y'all was just born fools
Thought I was gathering oats for my horses
I was getting by whipping my mules
[Bridge]
I got some bricks so thick that they don't make sense
In the walls up in my mind
But life is pretty short and the road's got forks
So I take them down while I got time
[Pre-Chorus]
You know the harder you think, the deeper you sink
The tighter your grip, the further you slip
[Chorus]
So I'm singing this song about loving
All the people that you've come to hate
It's true what they say, I'm gonna die someday
Why am I holding on to all this weight?
You know I really thought that there'd be power
In thinking half of y'all was just born fools
Thought I was gathering oats for my horses
I was getting by whipping my mules