For Deck & Terr.

True you ride the finest horse I have ever seenStanding sixteen,
one or two,
with eyes wild and green
And you ride the horse so well,
hands light to the touch.
I could never go with you no matter how I wanted to
Ride on,
see you,
I could never go with you
No matter how I wanted to
Ride on,
see you,
I could never go with you
No matter how i wanted to.
When you ride into the night without a trace behind
Run your claw along my gut,
one last timeI turn to face an empty space,
where once you used to lie
And look for a spark that lights the dark
Through a teardrop in my eye.

-Christy Moore