It brays, it slays, it neighs at most when fleet ♪ Adorned by morns and may, I spak my peace But tugged along any dray colt Sups his flowered seas Where daft desires the feathers out of mines Fly all but time here Take what you had Yet I can't vouch for what's real or false on that This trail of tears we've blacked ♪ So sudden, cold morning, slow Cool morning, so sudden, slow Cool morning, slow ♪ Vouchsafed it rains, it rails, yes love reeks ♪ From sails it turns to toasts, and I kick my keep And starved we'll mother the other Parsing one of each Whence twined desires and gingham clementines Fly all but time here Think what you had But I can't vouch for what's real or false on that This trail of tears we've blacked ♪ So sudden, cold morning, slow ♪ Cool morning, so sudden, slow ♪ So sudden, cold morning, slow Cool morning, so sudden, slow Cool morning, slow Cool morning, slow Cool morning, slow