Horse Blanket - Posse

Is there some bit of something?

I can see you washed up on the shore

That I must know?

I can see the shadows in the sand

Standing out on the curve

You can feel the wind whip at your neck

Aching in my legs

You can see them waiting by the shore, then the sun

I’m rolling out of bed

All the garbage floating through your mind

Horse blanket on my head

You can see them waiting by the shore, then the sun

Foggy and bored

TV is skewed

Nothing to say

Nothing to know and do

Waiting alone

Voices rambling along

Nothing to say

Nothing to know and do

The shore is a shadow

The shadow is the wind

The wind is the town

The people made you blind