Horses by Jesse Welles

All my flannel's made in Bangladesh 
All my T-shirts in Vietnam 
There are places that we quietly ignore 
There are places that we go and bomb 

You know I thought an awful lot about Jesus 
Even more about Lao Tzu 
They say that the way of the Tao is to do nothing 
Then what the hell am I supposed to do? 

You know the harder you think, the deeper you sink 
The tighter you grip, the more that you slip 

So I'm singing this song about loving 
All the people that you've come to hate 
It's true what they say, I'm gonna die someday 
Why am I holding on to all this weight? 

You know, I really thought that there'd be power 
In thinking half of y'all was just born fools 
Thought I was gathering oats for my horses 
I was getting by whipping my mules 

There's a book I read I don't remember 
There's a place I've been I'd never seen 
There's a note that I wrote that went up in smoke 
There's some songs I don't ever sing 

All the stars in the sky are burning 
Mostly burning unbeknownst to me 
I wish I would've paid more attention 
To the bigger things I didn't see 

You know the harder you think, the deeper you sink 
The tighter your grip, the more that you slip 

So I'm singing this song about loving 
All the people that you've come to hate 
It's true what they say, I'm gonna die someday 
Why am I holding on to all this weight? 

You know I really thought that there'd be power 
In thinking half of y'all was just born fools 
Thought I was gathering oats for my horses 
I was getting by whipping my mules 

I got some bricks so thick that they don't make sense 
In the walls up in my mind 
But life is pretty short and the road's got forks 
So I take them down while I got time 

You know the harder you think, the deeper you sink 
The tighter your grip, the further you slip 

So I'm singing this song about loving 
All the people that you've come to hate 
It's true what they say, I'm gonna die someday 
Why am I holding on to all this weight? 

You know I really thought that there'd be power 
In thinking half of y'all was just born fools 
Thought I was gathering oats for my horses 
I was getting by whipping my mules

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