Немного о лошадях. Немного о людях. В общем - о жизни.#music#музыка#life#

Out where the sky just melts into gray only water for days and days Map folded useless compass in my hand no harbor lights no trace of land And I swear I hear those hooves again like thunder right behind my chest Ten horses in a dead sprint kicking up my quiet life I wanna feel that rip of fear right along the line of delight I wanna bet it all by candlelight lose and laugh and call it fine ten horses and Paris wine ten horses and Paris wine Corner table heavy plate and silver L'Ambroisie glow making time shiver Bottle breathing red stains on our lips you talk revolutions with your fingertips And the band leans in on a crooked chord my heart follows like it can’t afford to stay Ten horses in a dead sprint kicking up my quiet life I wanna feel that rip of fear right along the line of delight I wanna bet it all by candlelight lose and laugh and call it fine ten horses and Paris wine ten horses and Paris wine Cool sheets, warm skin her hair on my arm city humming faint outside the calm Front row smoke brass bending the air another glass tipped back like a dare (oh) Ten horses in a dead #музыка #life #music sprint kicking up my quiet life I wanna feel that wild suspense between surrender and the fight I wanna bet it all by candlelight toast the ruin, call it mine ten horses and Paris wine ten horses and Paris wine