How does the horse go home?
I saw your letter on the porch
How does the horse row along?
I heard our record in the park

Half-sentimental decade of longing
Singing each person we thought we could be
Tippy-toeing past all our wrongings
In some plight of a harmony

When will the wind be worn?
I heard your echo in the park
Now that my horse got home
Forgot we'd written in the bark

Separation slips like a sundial
Meanwhile the shadow of past is a plain
I remember writing songs across you watching
The horses all ride away

Now that my horse got home
I read your letter on the porch
Now that the crow don't crow
I held that letter to my heart
I held your letter to my heart