Lovers — Wrestling Horses (I Am The West 2008)

Текст песни: Wrestling Horses (I Am The West 2008)

Wrestling Horses LyricsI miss my sweetest friend
Like a house on fire wants its ghosts back again
We got all turned around, now let's turn ourselves in
And so you know, you're always welcome home
That door ain't ever gonna close
And my heart ain't ever gonna close
I've been wrestling horses to the ground

I was the coldest gust of wind
And now the heart I belong in is frozen
I've come scattered and unhinged
Oh where are my pacific oceans?
I've been wrestling horsеs to the ground
I want to ride my bike out to Alaska
I don't carе what's there, I wanna see a moose
Maybe I'll die out in Alaska
Maybe I'll die beneathe the moon
Maybe I'll die far from you