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Patti Smith Horses

Every night before I go to sleep Find a ticket, win a lottery, Scoop the pearls up from the sea Cash them in and buy you all the things you need. Every

Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine meltin' in a pot of thieves wild card up my sleeve thick heart of stone my sins my own they belong to me,

surrounded by horses, horses, horses, horses coming in in all directions white shining silver studs with their nose in flames, He saw horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses

Late afternoon, dreaming hotel We just had the quarrel that sent you away. I was looking for you, are you gone gone ? Called you on the phone, another

I just don't know what to do tonight My head is aching as I drink and breathe Memory falls like cream in my bones, moving on my own There must be something

The wall is high, the black barn The babe in my arms, in her swaddling clothes And I know soon that the sky will split And the planets will shift Balls

: His father died and left him a little farm in New England. All the long black funeral cars left the scene And the boy was just standing there alone

: Car stopped in a clearing, Ribbon of life, it was nearing. I saw the boy break out of his skin. My heart turned over and I crawled in. He cried, ?Break

: I just don't know what to do tonight, My head is aching as I drink and breathe Memory falls like cream in my bones, moving on my own. There must be