Are you turning a blind eye?
from looking inside, down inside?
And the way on through the trees,
everywhere you go it seems
The answers you keep on the run
If it's a dying horse, you'll ride
Before the fall, the black eye
Livin' fast for the mo ment
Do you still feel young and invincible now?
The cracks in the sermons you preach
For the fear of the foundation
crumbling before your eyes
And the wind through the trees
Everywhere you go it seems
The answer is you keep on the run
If it's a dying horse you ride
Before the fall, the black eye, go on home
For if you swear to the world
As it slips from your grip
Too proud to right a wrong,
then you're bound for crash
And the wind through the trees,
everywhere you go it seems
The answers you keep on the run
it's a dying horse you ride
Before the fall, the black eye,