The spirit it moved me
It led me to do these
Things that I don't know how to explain
A feather a chalice
An imperfect balance
Waiting to be set against the grain
And I'll never have to go back home again
Take me away
I don't care where I land
Better on a war horse
Than in someone else's hands
Thought it was my place
To watch the country bleed
Don't know how i became
The girl who they believed
The saints knew they told me
What to do I only
Listened well and did the things they asked
And time moved as time does
A flame and what once was
Present quickly moved into the past
And I'm certain I was never meant to last
Take me away
I don't care where I land
Better on a war horse
Than in someone else's hands
Thought it was my place
To watch the country bleed
Don't know how i became
The girl who they believed
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"War Horse" was inspired by a visit to the Metropolitan Museum of Art, in particular by the Jules Bastien-Lepage painting "Joan of Arc."
It led me to do these
Things that I don't know how to explain
A feather a chalice
An imperfect balance
Waiting to be set against the grain
And I'll never have to go back home again
Take me away
I don't care where I land
Better on a war horse
Than in someone else's hands
Thought it was my place
To watch the country bleed
Don't know how i became
The girl who they believed
The saints knew they told me
What to do I only
Listened well and did the things they asked
And time moved as time does
A flame and what once was
Present quickly moved into the past
And I'm certain I was never meant to last
Take me away
I don't care where I land
Better on a war horse
Than in someone else's hands
Thought it was my place
To watch the country bleed
Don't know how i became
The girl who they believed
-
"War Horse" was inspired by a visit to the Metropolitan Museum of Art, in particular by the Jules Bastien-Lepage painting "Joan of Arc."