THE SILHOUETTE OF A FALLING HEART
We were so unfair to our dreams
The white horse saddled and ready to ride
into the sunset
that never came
The only vision
that ever lasted
was the silhouette
of a falling
heart
in pain
The white horse saddled and ready to ride
into the sunset
that never came
The only vision
that ever lasted
was the silhouette
of a falling
heart
in pain
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