Besedila:
Horse The Band Between The Trees

m telling tales of memories songs of birds softly outlined I feel strange do you know me I recognize those eyes There's something of me out there in between the trees

m telling tales of memories Songs of birds softly outlined I feel strange Do you know me? I recognize those eyes There's something of me out there in between the trees

skins to ward off evil spirits Only wife-swapping and witchcraft woke the dormitory town 'Til horse's heads up in the trees came dripping down Yes, horse's heads up hung in the trees

to ward off evil spirits Only wife-swapping and witchcraft woke the dormitory town 'Til horse's heads up in the trees came dripping down Yes, horse's heads up hung in the trees