Caught in the gridlock nose to tail across all lanes Smog nearly chocking me as the car horns go insane Patiently waiting to get their old jobs backs Carrying the human race proudly on their backs
How easily forgotten, How easily we're led How hard the path is trodden From when horsepower meant what it said
I've got a hundred horses hidden in between my wheels but i can't put my foot down and jumped the fences in the field Patiently waiting to get their old jobs back
How easily forgotten, How easily we're led How hard the path is trodden From when horsepower meant what it said
And if we're keeping up with progress why am i standing still maybe we should take a walk and talk to the horses on the hill
How easily forgotten, How easily we're led How hard the path is trodden From when horsepower meant what it said
How hard the path is trodden from when horsepower meant what it said
Compositores: Alexandria Thom (Sandi Thom), Ian Wellesley Brown (Edward Famrell) ECAD: Obra #22252620