it takes no match to give me a spark
now i'm trying out another heart
i've been whining about a fresh start
i've found myself a good horse
i've spurred it over quicksand
and i rode it through the hollow land
and i fed it with a shaky hand
i've found myself a strong horse
these are the promises i can keep
these are the promises i can keep
to live like i must
and ride with the dust in my face
in grace
i've found myself a good horse
yes i've found myself a strong horse
but things remain no different than before
these are the promises i can keep
these are the promises i can keep
to live like i must
and ride with the dust in my face
these are the promises i can keep
these are the promises i can keep
to live like i must
and ride with the dust in my face
in grace
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