Me and my horses
Trouble in two places
Pass the city walls
Down the city rolls
Thought I was close
To the place where I rose

Me and my first date
We give and we take
We evaluate
We negotiate
We communicate
Thought I was late
When I passed through the gate
This feeling I hate
You know, wherever you're meant to go

Back home
Like houses
Like home
Like leaving
Like shoes
Like running
Like fast
Like horses
Like trust
Like purses
Like horns
Like dancing
Like drowning
With a stone
In your pocket
With a stone
Like crawling
Like worry
Like possibly

Like maybe
Like maybe
Like maybe