Horse
a horse came to me
he was singing a song well
and laughing to the hell
must be crazy, must be mad
but deep inside he was very sad
he had no place to live
he had no place to dwell
his sweet heart was gone
and his life was spoiled.
his colour was shiny white
and had darkest eyes
he was free to roam and eat
but could not find
a place under greedy and selfish skies
he came to me
to tell his sorrows
but i could not help
i was sad too
then we both sing a song well well
and we both laughed to the hell
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