The Saddle & The Reins

I haven't been writing much lately, and was really hoping to write something upbeat. But this came... sometimes you've just gotta take what the muse gives ya.


The get up and the go
The saddle and the reins
A shovel full of coal
Lame horse against a train

The pulse and the steam
The weight pulled behind
All the roads into Rome
But one so hard to find

     CHORUS
     We’ve all been to hell, but then
     Some don’t make it back again
     Are you thinking of a name?
     Ding dong, the bells ring out
     And whispers trickle through the crowd
     Are you thinking of a name?

I used to have a friend
Who’d steal my bathroom pills
And try to numb his pain
With rolled up dollar bills

Bruises down his arms
Like falling minor scales
He could hide it in his eyes
You’d never know half the tale

     REPEAT CHORUS

BRIDGE
Everyone knows someone reaching out
Without a doubt, without a doubt

The get up and the go
The saddle and the reins
A shovel full of coal
Lame horse against a train

     REPEAT CHORUS