I Do

Written by: Chris Broyles

I ride upon a horse ah so black
I ride a tail, thats a fact
I search the stars way up high
I ride but cant tell why

Dust enters every pore
Dust of many gone before
Dust of horses blown in parts
Dust of stars scattered like darts

Oceans of water sipped from the sky
Oceans of dreams gone, none to tell why
Oceans vaporized for none to see
Oceans gone, soon twill be me