Horses Are Red

Momma and daddy never said what comes of the lives that they've led but in their dreams i bet things were not this way not this mess where cobwebs sway and the horses are red midnight blue is another lie the nights are hot as she sighs mother wanted things differently but in swoops fate so delicately i fear the horses are red soft dreams and fantasies passing moments and pleasantries are all things that they've missed when fate slipped in and death they kissed all the horses are red in the pastures of America the blessings are lost in hysteria old age whithers all things of flesh and houses crumble into this mesh trample in all the horses that are red unicorns were things we saw when childhood seemed so raw teddy bears and no one cares that our lives are wounded flaw horses are red death comes to us all short we live and soon we fall all the young and pretty things all come crashing 'long the wall and who will save us all who will save us all and so we arrive at the end of life sleep comes on bitter wings the end comes now for all these things the flowers cry inside and all the horses are red when all things are dead