Oh God, I think 
I'm dyingAnd our drinks were just poured
Look outside, someone's waiting
With a yellow horse
With a hole in the heart 
I was forced
To ride in morning traffic
With a golden hand by your fortress side
But without magic
Somebody tell me it won't be long'
Cause a horse is not a home
A horse is not a home
Uninvited to the play
Where language doesn't hurt
With nothing on my shirt
Sometimes 
I swim with you
In a room that is ocean-sized and clear not here
Where all 
I breathe is smoke
With a hole in the heart 
I was forced
To ride in morning traffic
With a golden hand by your fortress side
But without magic
Somebody, somebody
Somebody tell me it won't be long'
Cause a horse is not a home
A horse is not a home