Dashy / Hearth’s Warming Eve

Dashy you're so wrong for a cloud of dust
The hands of the clock recall the flight we took to abscond
Dashy you're so strong, so take your time
The Wonderbolts will wait for you to cross the red line

Destiny is strange, isn't it?
It's 1982 and you're still alone, girl
Just take my hoof, my little pony girl

Dashy takes a fall; it shakes her bones
Fixed upon the wings we made from wax museums
Dashy sings my song at breathless speeds
Become the thing your dreaming mind reminds you daily

Destiny is strange, isn't it?
It's 2012 and you're still alone, girl
Just take my hoof, my little pony girl

Rosy eyed
Hello, rosy-eyed girl with the rainbow mane, azure coat
Rosy eyed, ethos both abode and airy territory

The earth is round; there is no up or down
To wander endlessly forward... (stake a territory)
Lines of escape we make. Organs of capture call us home
These fuzzy, uncountably infinite sets of holes! (stake a territory)
They found a place to share, to raise the day, and light the night
A mare without a map, but it's still alright!

Yeah, every age has its own poetry. Every stage, circumstantial of history. Every page, words shrouded in mystery: memento mori, crowning glory, so says the story. Choose a nation, a god, a race, a class to shake. Take up the torch for the world that we make. Must be of the heart, expressed or transcended. Together not apart, in love, here we are. Amor fati

Last year we found each other
So put our hooves together
And wrap me with your feathers
To make it through this winter