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First Bright HorsesThe bright horses have broken fields from the fieldsThey are horses of love, their manes full of fire They are parting the cities, those bright, burning horses And everyone is hiding, no one makes a sound in a while For all the wide windows of wonder are jammed And the bright horses of love galloping down And all you've gotta do, and all you've gotta do Is at your command And all you've gotta do, and all you've gotta do Is at your command |