Hi All,
Here's something I wrote many years ago, but have now finally recorded.
This short & folky tune is called
BLACK HORSE.
He was running the horizon
A blur against the sky
Midnight black in the daylight
In the corner of my eye
I was barely 21
He was somewhere in his prime
Had more heart than sense
But I guess that comes with time
Thunder on the hillside
The sound comes across
Warm breath in the cold mist
In the shadow of the horse
When I was 38
He lost part of his soul
She was a mare without compare
I couldn’t help or console
Some days are short and narrow
As I look back on our time
He still wanders the fields
He’s a ghost of his prime
But, thunder on the hillside
Freedom at all cost
Springtime in the valley
Another year of the horse
Yeah, thunder on the hillside
Sadness like a force
Goodbyes and farewells
The last season of the horse
BIAB Tracks:
1418: Bass, Electric, Ev16 085
4200: Guitar, Acoustic, Rhythm Songwriter Ev 120
1533: Piano, Acoustic, Rhythm Ev 120
RealDrums: NashvilleBrushesBalladPushEv16
Vocal recorded with a Copperphone Mic
As always - thanks for listening!
Bob