Is The Thing

I was the horse in the field
When you left me
Stranded and limping
I was so afraid of what would become of me

Because when a horse is no good for running
You take his heart, but leave the part
That makes him so afraid
And I was so afraid of what would become of me

I seen a strange apparition in the middle of the night
Three figures dressed in white robes came at me with knives
I fought off the oldest and I battled with the young
In the end it was only me and him
And I knew that I had been outrun

I seen a strange apparition in the middle of the night
Three figures dressed in white robes came at me with knives
I fought off the oldest and I battled with the young
In the end, you know no father should ever have to bury his own son

Because when a horse is no good for running
You take his heart, but leave the part
That makes him so afraid
And I was so afraid of what would become of me



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Boutilier
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