Year Of The Horse - Act One
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Running alone, trapped in this world Not your own, not your home Pushed down in the dust, left by fate to rust Feel the pull of the stars from behind your bars Crack the sorcery of Sour's monstrosity Perceval run free, but come back to me Look up at the moon child, you will be home soon Daughter of the sky, mother light divine The gun explodes, and a horse goes cold The valley echoes, and a bell tolls Young Blanche wakes, inside fear quakes She learns that life can give, but can also take Haughty tightens the noose, says Be ready for high noon The old tree tomorrow, hags head's going to roll Drunken Kaye with her hot iron, charged by the cruel fire Fresh flesh for the star-brand, Sour's wish for her command The horses howl, and Perceval lashes out Kicks the Red Boy up to his guts, the posse laughs and shouts Kaye stares down the mare You're hidin' something rare Behind those sooty eyes Calm now, else you're gonna die You just look down, fix those eyes to the ground Ain't no divinity up there who's gonna set you free No help is comin' down, the sky don't care about this town This waste is just a den of creeps, where bullets and life are cheap Little Blanche afraid, the sweet white flower of the village In dreams she danced but in truth she was trod upon like any other weed The child was never nurtured, she was pulled up by her roots to grow Her mother knew only pillaging, of empty bottles, promises and barrels She never knew her father, now long dead, or wild, another buried dream Beyond the badlands, where the just are cast aside to die A poison had come to their home and everyone was sick, and no one remembered Any other way of living, save for lies, for villainy and killing Every night she stared beyond the dust, up at the stars that flickered a promise The hopeful light of something great beyond the veil of violence and despair She would sing until her mother came home drunk, and slapped the song out of her mouth The flower withered, hoping sleep would bring a day when everything would change Mother, there's a darkness coming in through the window Please hold my hand, keep me safe from the shadow Don't leave me cold, bring me back to the meadow Don't let me go alone Mother, there's a darkness coming in through the window Please hold my hand, keep me safe from the shadow Don't leave me cold, bring me back to the meadow Don't let me go alone The sun rose high over gunshots and the awful sound of whipping Blanche hid under her bed, but could still hear the red blood dripping Her mother rooted 'round until she found her hidden heir She laughed and dragged young Blanche out by her hair At the hanging tree they waited, on the outskirts of the town A crowd had come for murder, for a spiteful sentence to come handed down Three figures noosed and hooded, three horses for their final thrones The rope pulled at their branches, the vultures waited for their bones A hangman in black leather came to conjure up death's dance Fixed in an unholy grin, the dark face of Bloody Lance He comes erupting in smoke, the children start to choke Under unforgiving skies, there's a madness in his eyes The Arch-Prince of waste, the Judge in a lawless place A ruthless hand rules this corrupted land Said the man in black While your noose still got her give Make some peace with your god above, 'cause you ain't comin' back His whip cracked suddenly, a horse bolted anxiously The first noose lost it's slack, and the first neck it had snapped He lashed that whip again, another corpse to hang Blanche watched in fear and cried, another dream had died The crowd all laughed and jeered, Kaye told Blanche to dry her tears Good riddance to a bad gang, some men were born to hang Only one neck remained, waiting for death to claim Life from its mortal frame, the last innocent name The dead hang like wind chimes from the hangman's eternal pine The boys watched through callous eyes, hateful and serpentine The last body left to fall sat upon Perceval Condemned by the same sun, waiting for the whip to run Hands like defiant fists, ropes cut into the wrists Sweat beads on the face like sap, under a burlap sack Something new stirred in the air A quiver of hope within the fear A growing fire in Perceval's eyes Drawn by the powers from the skies One holy bound, hooves press the ground Her fetters frayed, she's running free Lance just lets them go Don't lead them to death's door Leave them for the vultures and crows Tomorrow they'll just be bones The horse is running blind, dragging a corpse behind The earth is hollow, Sour sucked the marrow Be the river to trace life through a barren place Be the vein that sings blood to flightless wings Be the wind that blows strong, like the buffalo Be the chalice to hold the promise evermore Crack the sorcery of Sour's monstrosity Perceval run free, but please come back to me Look up at the moon child, you will be home soon Daughter of the sky, mother light divine I am the river, I am the life Cut through the wasteland, I am the night I bring the bounty from fields away I raise the living from where they lay Pull the magic out from the bone Make the blood flow up from the stone Keep pushing power out from the spring There will be flowers, there will be Kings I am the movement inside the still Come like the serpent up from the well Drink from the mother, rush through the wilds I am the river, you are my child I am the r- I am the r- Shots inside his tent, a spell is made The magus conjures something vile Across the slade, the river bent A chrysalis of blood and bile The horse bowed to slake her thirst But found a writhing forgery A river cursed, barren and foul It vanished then by sorcery Scared and alone, dry as a bone So far from home, compelled to roam The way is through, push into fear Not far behind you, the call of the spear Bloody Lance and the posse follow the track Cracked hands bear the burden of murder and fear Night's advance always turns the day to black These wicked lands, which clutch to death's door An echo's dance, the sound always comes back Find the beast, bring the horse back to me Mother Kaye pulls little Blanche away Flashes a wretched smile, and gives a pistol to her child Take this gun, so you won't have to run, but when the devil comes Look me in the eye, and don't you never cry
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Written by: Michael Ian Haliechuk
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