Taste Of It

She came through with a smile
On her broken face
Came through with a smile
While she hides the taste

She was gone for a while
No one asked her why she stayed

Saddle up little horse
And we're yesterday's
Saddle up little horse
There's no time to waste

Take her home, take her home now
Through the snow, through the snow hedge maze

An open eye (open eye)
And a sense of what is right (what's right)
Is enough to keep your fight on the inside, yeah

But when I'm gone (when I'm gone)
I've been waiting all along (all along)
For the taste of it to plague the disgraced, ohh

And here we are
To tell the tale
Of bitter scorn

Flowers will flourish
Amongst the thorns

(Hey)

Hey little horse
Is it going well
Stay little horse
Only time will tell

Say what you need
Little horse and grant me well

Say what you need
Little horse and grant me well

An open eye (open eye)
And a sense of what is right (what's right)
Is enough to keep your fight on the inside, yeah

But when I'm gone (when I'm gone)
I've been waiting all along (all along)
For the taste of it to plague the disgraced, ohh yeah

But when I'm gone
I've been waiting all along
For the taste of it to plague the disgraced, ohh



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Harford, Jack Brett, Joe Etherington, Nuwan Hugh Perera, Tom Glynn-carney
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