Night of the Flying Horses - Chicago Symphony Orchestra & Sir Georg Solti

Childhood living is easy to do The things you wanted, I bought them for you Graceless lady, you know who I am You know I can't let you slide through my hands Wild horses couldn't drag me away Wild, wild horses couldn't drag me away I watched you suffer a dull, aching pain Now you've decided to show me the same No sweeping exits or off-stage lights Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind Wild horses couldn't drag me away Wild, wild horses couldn't drag me away I know I've dreamed you a sin and a lie I had my freedom, but I don't have much time Faith has been broken, tears must be cried Let's do some living after we die Wild horses couldn't drag me away Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day Wild horses couldn't drag me away Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day

Who is that man on the back of the bus Shouldn't let it get you dragged down so much Who is that man on the back of the bus Shouldn't let it get you dragged down so much Educated dropout living in a vacation home Guess you never know when the wheels will fall off He's a happy old fella in the short sleeved shirt Telling us stories when he was at work He's barking louder, tales get taller every time he does Everybody listen up, I was a teenager Got my first car and drove it over there Someone cut the lights out, so you know Drunk people from the Southeast, they talk slow I'll keep living in the frame where you left me, love I'll keep picking up the pieces of us Well, how do y'all do, we gotta move Fuck off (everybody) Laughing at the tough guy revival in Washington It matters who you know, when you don't know anyone We're staying outside or living in a car Sleeping outside or laying on the floor Space gets smaller, cash is shorter, past is catching up Would everybody shut up? Don't do me any favors Piss blind in the street, so I'm going to come home later And the mess that you made is why we gotta go Vampires in the dry heat, don't think so I'll keep living in the frame where you left me, love I'll keep picking up the pieces of us I'll keep living in the frame where you left me, love I'll keep picking up the pieces of us Us Y'all, chill Cut it out Tired of it That's all