The Cowboys of San Juan

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You are the handsome oxblood colt again, again,
And I am the stone in your shoe and the hell in your heel, the fleck in your eye feigning surprise.
Running a heartbroken preakness against the moon-
Run for the front door, run through, run for that place you call home.
The days are running by like pretty pinto horses,
They carry us away,
They carry us away.
While we go sifting through the dirt, again, again.
Starting from where the grass grows and moving to where the hands know and fading before the first snow.
So we can say we tried-
Rub the pollen from our skin on open wounds.
It's what I've always wanted,
It's what you've always wanted,
It's what we've always wanted.
The days are running by like pretty pinto horses.
They carry us away,
They carry us away.
They are headed for golden days,
They carry us away,
We are headed for golden days.

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from Where Will You Be On The First Day Of Spring?, released March 20, 2015

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