Waiting On Wild Horses Songtext

I'll sleep alone until the longing burrows a hole

Straight through my sternum to make it's home

I have this way of carrying on such fruitless passions

Fallen from the vine

And the sweetest nectar turns to bitter wine

But still we drink, we drip the bottle dry

We smash it apart and lick the sides

Recycled lovers expiring the night

So when the horses come

I won't scream or cry
I've been dying for them to take my life

And I'll sing a new birth

A past unscratched

So don't be sad

We should both rejoice to the sound of those hooves

Down that dark highway, in opposite directions

Wherever they dump us we'll stay

Recycled lovers get so carried away