The bright horses have broken free from the fields They are horses of love, their manes full of fire They are parting the cities, those bright burning horses And everyone is hiding and no one makes a sound And I'm by your side and I'm holding your hand Bright horses of wonder springing from your burning hand ♪ And everyone has a heart and it's calling for something And we're all so sick and tired of seeing things as they are The horses are just horses and their manes aren't full of fire
The fields are just fields and there ain't no Lord And everyone is hidden and everyone is cruel ♪ There's no shortage of tyrants and no shortage of fools And the little white shape dancing at the end of the hall Is just a wish that time can't dissolve at all ♪ Well, this world is plain to see It don't mean we can't believe in something and anyway My baby's coming back now on the next train I can hear the whistle blowing, I can hear the mighty roar I can hear the horses prancing in the pastures of the Lord Oh, the train is coming and I'm standing here to see And it's bringing my baby right back to me Well, there are some things too hard to explain But my baby's coming home now, on the 5:30 train