Song parody of
Hollow Horse
by Icicle Works
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Be careful what you dream of
It may come up and surprise you
I can't confess my life's a mess
I've come to idolise you
You liken it to walking on hot coals
I'll keep my boots on
Wisen up and fly straight
There's a shape on the horizon
In a hollow horse I'll steal my way
Inside your guarded heart
So selfishly the needs I harbour
When we are apart
My past strung out behind me,
Contradiction and disaster
I'm in search of charity,
A union I could master
We'll be as we are
When all the fools
Who doubt us fade away
Fortune deep and wide
Intimidated, restless in the wait
Things I chose to value
I no longer have a use for
I ridicule myself for all the things
Those symbols stood for
When vanity has played a part
In every leader's downfall
Wait to storm the gates, what's left
Undone to hang around for
We'll be as we are
When all the fools
Who doubt us fade away
Fortune deep and wide
Intimidated, restless in the wait
Be careful what you dream of
It may come up and surprise you
I can't confess my life's a mess
I've come to idolise you
You liken it to walking on hot coals
I'll keep my boots on
Wisen up and fly straight
There's a shape on the horizon
In a hollow horse I'll steal my way
Inside your guarded heart
So selfishly the needs I harbour
When we are apart
My past strung out behind me,
Contradiction and disaster
I'm in search of charity,
A union I could master
We'll be as we are
When all the fools
Who doubt us fade away
Fortune deep and wide
Intimidated, restless in the wait
Things I chose to value
I no longer have a use for
I ridicule myself for all the things
Those symbols stood for
When vanity has played a part
In every leader's downfall
Wait to storm the gates, what's left
Undone to hang around for
We'll be as we are
When all the fools
Who doubt us fade away
Fortune deep and wide
Intimidated, restless in the wait
