Little Stallion [Poor Boy / Lucky Man, 2009, Telmawar, Europe]

If we could only just pretend
 I'd be your horse you'd be my friend
 I'd be your heart you’d be my head
 We'd make believe we never bled

 If we had everything we need
 I'd be your secret little seed
 But I got legs like a centipede
 And they just know how to stampede

 Gallop little horsie through the ever-green plain
 Ride between the drops of the slanted rain
 Let the wind go dancing through your silver mane
 Till the sky will open

 making and faking and shaking and breaking love
 shaking and breaking and faking and making love
 breaking and shaking and making and shaking love
 faking and making and breaking and faking love