White Horses

My brother led me outside

Be quiet, I've got a light

No moon tonight

Sitting on the ledge outside the second floor

We could hear the sirens running up the road

White horses for Chicago

Black water brings me back home

October, I lose my mind

Cross over Wisconsin line

Apple cider signs

Looking for a trace of our orchard underground

Growing in the basements beneath a brand new town

White horses for Chicago

Black water brings me back home

Every year it's about the same

I'm swimming in my dreams across the lake

In second place

Come the winter I'm driving blind

A tuxedo doing doughnuts on the ice

Black and white on white

It doesn't matter if I sleep or follow it out of bed

I know that in the morning it's water in my head

White horses for Chicago

Black water brings me back home

White horses for Chicago

Black water brings me back home