I`m painting horses Wild horses Running through my paper `till emptiness`s gone I`m painting horses Galopping horses And when the last horse is running out of my paper I`ll be gone
I over paint of sorrow And the years I spend In silents with these stones in my mouth so silent and belong And so I kept my mouth shut And my mind picture everything that could be And the monsters in my head they grew More and more and more than me but now they are gone
I`m painting horses Wild horses Running through my paper `till emptiness`s gone I`m painting horses Galopping horses And when the last horse is running out of my paper I`ll be gone
I can not repeal my wounds and scars And the feeling [???] make me And they have my breath have my breath for so long time But now it`s gone
I`m painting horses Wild horses Running through my paper `till emptiness grown I`m painting horses Galopping horses And when the last horse is running out of my paper I`ll be gone