Climbing on the breeze she could taste it perfectly
A buttercup drowning by the stream
Never get it right with those muddy feet confined
Lost in the tide of a shallow dream
Lost and running in streams of green
Wearing shades of palomino coloring
Beat her down and run this one free
Tied off from your mental shackling
You’ve caught yourself some wild ponies darling
You’re lost in your jeremiad
You’ve caught yourself some wild ponies darling
You rope them in your purgatory
Hope you can ride and hang on tight
(Silent and loving is a gift from the Lord)
Cause her skin is crawling from the inside
(Shame-faced and faithful is a double grace)
Bear the load of your wet feet
Suckling your insecurity
You’ve caught yourself some wild ponies darling
You’re lost in your jeremiad
You’ve caught yourself some wild ponies darling
You rope them in your purgatory
Why can't these feet carry her faster?
Control of body can’t control the mind
(More bitter than death - woman a snare)
Now she’s ready this time to cross your line
(Her heart a trap and her hands are chains)
Better get on your phone and call this one back to you
Pure antidote for your hold
You’ve caught yourself some wild ponies darling
But you’re lost in your jeremiad
You’ve caught yourself some wild ponies darling
Lost in your purgatory
*Silent and loving is a gift from the Lord
Shame-faced and faithful is a double grace
More bitter than death-woman a snare;
Her heart a trap and her hands are chains
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