March 14th, 2005

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Cruachan - Ride On

True, you ride the finest horse
I have ever seen.
Standing sixteen one or two,
With eyes wide and green.
And your ride the horse so well
Hands light to the touch.
I could never go with you
No matter how I wanted to.

Ride on, see you
I could never go with you,
No matter, how I wanted to.

When your ride into the night
Without a trace behind.
Run your claw along my gut,
One last time.
I turn to face an empty space
Where you used to lie.
And look for a spark to light the night
Through the teardrop in my eye.