Carriage Driven Horses - Unextraordinary Gentlemen

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