The Wind Brings Them Horses - Ketzer

Death, death and forever death

And a past that unites us — does it?

Love is not the answer

Love is just a path

To the hearts and the horses

That ride through our homes of yore

Knuckles and fists clash

What a way to speak and to silence the tongues

Still screams and tears

What a way to dance, what a way to embrace

The death of these horses

Galloping through our homes of yore

They ride — carried by the winds that blow through time

Let it be known that…

They ride — their hooves cut through decades of dust

They ride — carried by a perfect storm

Ten years, ten days — and in between some rusty nails

One heart, one mind — not to forget

Ten years, ten days — and in between some rusty nails

One heart, one mind — not to forget

We will never forget the…

…vane in the storm of the ages

Turns time and time again

We’ve seen this before, we laugh but don’t smile

We welcome them year after year

The return of these horses

Galloping through our homes of yore

They ride…

They ride through dust clouds far away from time

They ride the open plains of fear

See their hooves crack stones and wood and faces

The smiles and froans of yesterday

Tonight — these horses will die

Tonight — we won’t look back

Tonight…

We will ride — carried by the winds that blow through time

Let it be known that…

Ten years are ten days — and in between some rusty nails

One heart, one mind — not to forget…

We will never forget!