Carriage Driven Horses

The driven snow
Shows you home
A sugar cube trail
Behold her pale coat
It is a habit
You cannot run from it
It is a gamble you cannot win
I do not and so you do
I will not and so should you
I halt and so you run
I hurt and so will you

Now you are forest for the trees blind
Like carriage driven horses
You have bit off more than you can

The driven snow
Shows you home
A sugar cube promise
Behold her pale coat

You believe it keeps you
You believe it keeps you warm
I do not and so you do
I will not and so should you
I halt and so you run
I hurt and so will you

Now you are forest for the trees blind
Like carriage driven horses
You have bit off more than you can

Now you are forest for the trees blind
Like carriage driven horses
You have bit off more than you can
Now you are forest for the trees blind
Like carriage driven horses overturning