Miike Snow - A Horse Is Not At Home скачать mp3

Oh god, I think I'm dying and our drinks were just poured. Look outside someone's waiting with a yellow horse. With a hole in the heart I was forced to ride in morning traffic. With a golden hand by your fortress side but without magic. Somebody tell me it won't be long 'cause a horse is not a home a horse is not a home. Uninvited to the play where language doesn't hurt with nothing on my shirt. Sometimes I swim with you in a room that is ocean-sized and clear not here where all I breathe is smoke. With a hole in the heart I was forced to ride in morning traffic with a golden hand by your fortress side but without magic. Somebody Somebody Somebody tell me it won't be long 'cause a horse is not a home a horse is not a home.