A Horse Is Not A Home - Miike Snow

Oh God I think I'm dying

And our drinks were just bought

Look outside someone's waiting

With a yellow horse

With a hole in the heart

I was forced to ride in morning traffic

With a golden hand by your fortress side but without magic

Somebody somebody somebody tell me it won't be long

'Cause a horse is not a home

A horse is not a home

Uninvited to the play

Where language doesn't hurt

With nothing on my shirt

Sometimes I swim with you

In a room that is ocean-sized and clear not here

Where all I breathe is smoke

With a hole in the heart

I was forced to ride in morning traffic

With a golden hand by your fortress side but without magic

Somebody somebody somebody tell me it won't be long

'Cause a horse is not a home

A horse is not a home

With a hole in the heart I was forced to ride in morning traffic

With a golden hand by your fortress side but without magic

Somebody somebody somebody tell me it won't be long

'Cause a horse is not a home

A horse is not a home

Somebody somebody somebody tell me it won't be long

'Cause a horse is not a home

A horse is not a home