Four Horses

from by Tommy Bazarian

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No I can't predict the changing weather
What makes you think you'd do better?
I wake up in the morning and I don't know where I am
And all you seasick sailor types
Are spoiling my appetites
Hell I'd probably help you if I only gave a damn
You see I'm not the bigger man
I've never really been
They threw me in the pool and so I had to learn to swim
Had a dream about four horses
Heard hoofs against the tar
Turned out to be the beating of my heart
Baddum, but I'm not sure where I should start

They taught us different words for god
I'd listen to bright rooms applaud
And count up all the times I've wished upon a satellite
And all I've learned from any class
Or sitting still in science lab
Is hey if I sing high enough the sound will turn to light
I never dreamt in black and white
It seemed an awful waste
Like sitting in the back row sniffing glue and eating paste
Never held someone together
They'd get brittle and they'd break
My beating blood is keeping me awake
Baddum, baddum, but I'm not one for fate

Four perfect eyes and nowhere to hide

Back into my room alone
A message on the telephone
Hey are you still up? I said I was but now I'm down
You came over in your shirt and vest
And me inside my sunday best
We sat inside the bathtub drunk and singing Cathy's Clown
Both thinking who will save us now?
It's only me and you
I thought that I could hear your yodalayheeyodahoo
Somewhere deep inside the valley
Pressed my ear against the clay
I heard the horsemen twenty miles away
Baddum, baddum, but I'm safe where I lay

Four perfect eyes and nowhere to hide
Oh you and I will bide our time

That night in January was the coldest that I've ever been
I noticed all the shades of numbness for the very hundredth time
Some TV show left on the air
A German woman sang a prayer
It sounded like a poem but it hardly even rhymed
I knew I had to go outside
I walked down to the beach
I knelt beside the waves and took the shoes off of my feet
Waded out into the water
Till I couldn't feel my knees
Oh I am me

Four perfect eyes and nowhere to hide
Don't look away until we rewind
You and I will bide our time
Hold on to Auld Lang Syne


from Four Horses, released January 23, 2015



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