Grant-Lee Phillips
Grant-Lee Phillips
Grant-Lee Phillips
Grant-Lee Phillips
Grant-Lee Phillips
Grant-Lee Phillips
Grant-Lee Phillips
Grant-Lee Phillips
Grant-Lee Phillips
Black horses in the yellow sky
A cloud of dust has no wind
Horses in the yellow sky
Drawn into the whirlwind
They were blown like sticks and leafs
An awful dream, it woke me
The horses blown like sticks and leafs
It woke me, such a dream
White mirror outside my window
Shine like the morning star
White mirror outside my door
Exploded like the drums are four
Black horses in a wounded sky
Clouds of dust that have no wind
Horses in the yellow sky
Drawn into the whirlwind
The horses scattered just like leafs
From every corner of the earth
The horses scattered just like leafs
It should be such a dream
Such a dream
Black horses in a yellow sky
Black horses in a yellow sky