Black Horse (Live at Tom Thumb Theatre)

Black cloth in my mouth To soak up the words my mother gave me Did you hear the ground shake? Yes, we all heard the ground Did you hear the ground? Hi-vis and your walk of shame Whose side am I on anyway? Don't know left from right these days And I don't right from wrong From equilibrium Black hat on my head To soak up the thoughts my mother gave me Did you hear the trees are dead? Yes, we all heard the ground Did you hear the ground? Black brick in my hands Made of dust of money I like to walk the silence As I snap the patch of mould Thinking where will they go