Horse and I

Got woken in the night

By a mystic golden light

My head soaked in river water

I had been dressed in a coat of armour

They called a horse out of the woodland

"Take her there, through the desert shores"

They sang to me

"This is yours to wear

You're the chosen one

There's no turning back now"

The smell of redwood giants

The banquet for the shadows

Horse and I, we're dancers in the dark

Came upon the headdress

It was gilded, dark and golden

The children sang

I was so afraid I took it to my head and prayed

They sang to me

"This is yours to wear

(This is yours to wear)

You're the chosen one, there's no turning back"

(This is yours to wear)

They sang to me, "This is yours to wear

(This is yours to wear)

You're the chosen one, there's no turning back"

(This is yours to wear)

There is no turning back

There is no turn

There is no turning back

There is no turn

There is no turning back

There is no turn