Broken Horse

October's got those orange eyes But somehow I still lost sight When you lifted the lid off of my pumpkin head And kissed me goodnight Should it be a thorn in my side We never quite broke that horse She slept in the cul-de-sac rye Seven miles from my

A broken horse And one by one I watched them run They were my friends A frozen eye And one by one I saw them cry They were forever to be leaving Nothing is remembered Nothing ever said We watch instead We are forever to be leaving A broken horse And