alchemy
Stallion, step away.
Saddle up the width of an inch
I'm good where I am, I am good where I am
Wrote off the stray gold from the list I hold
And I wrote off all the gold from the list you hold
I'll be the grave with no name on the stone
And fight for your right to hate the night
Children singing like a choir with no taste for the wine
And the time winding down when the chiding eye falls upon you
You
First fall of light on the counterfeit ring
Lightens every face, some unknown glittering
The balancing of rider and steed can't be upon you
Y o u
Stallion, step away
Saddle up the width of an inch
I'm good where I am, I am good where I am
But my god, where I am, my god where I am
And you, you had a lot of flexing of muscles on the stage
Step away, step step away, s t e p a w a y
Saddle up the width of an inch
Stallion, step away
Ride off, the prospect of gold in my wake
Stallion, step away
The fluttering of wings in the trees can’t beat upon you
