Sleeping Horses

Sleeping Horses
Words and Music by James Kennedy

She will be her own worst enemy
While a saint to you and me
She lives to give
Never acting to receive
And her words you can always believe

She gets deeper while she carries Sleeping Horses
She would never burden the causing hand with their causes
With her dreams on hold and feelings swallowed with a smile
She would never dream of waking up the sleeping horses

She could be anything she wants to be
But she's weak to a help appeal

She gets deeper while she carries Sleeping Horses
She would never burden the causing hand with their causes
With her dreams on hold and feelings swallowed with a smile
She would never dream of waking up the sleeping horses

There's no glory in being the Martyr
Your glory is in being just the way you are

Her open heart, the bystanders all agreed
Was her Achilles Heel

She gets deeper while she carries Sleeping Horses
She would never burden the causing hand with their causes
With her dreams on hold and feelings swallowed with a smile
She would never dream of waking up the sleeping horses