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Equine Therapy (feat. Rene Worst, Evan Christopher & Jennifer Scott)
by Lisa Rose
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Sky that smiles and clouds that sigh
When twilight bleeds and florifies
In this springtime, full-moon gloaming, open fields are ripe for roaming
Gallop on... These pampas dance and ooooo
Steaming mane that smells like home
In these reeds and blooms and brome and loam
Glossy gray of this enchanter; oh! the eros of her canter
Harmony... This lope will lead us oooooo
The scent of red clover, white swans in the bogs
Pink moon rising over this chorus of frogs
Write this page of grass and sage
Greens and golds will paint our stage
Tantivy, tantivy, escape: it's just so giddy
Ride this day... This filly's found our oooooo
The scent of red clover, white swans in the bogs
Pink moon rising over this chorus of frogs
Like golden dreams of angel wings
Pegasus lets us fly and sing
Tantivy, tantivy, awake! It's oh so giddy
Ride this day... This filly's found our oooooo
Sky that smiles and clouds that sigh
When twilight bleeds and florifies
In this springtime, full-moon gloaming, open fields are ripe for roaming
Gallop on... These pampas dance and ooooo
Steaming mane that smells like home
In these reeds and blooms and brome and loam
Glossy gray of this enchanter; oh! the eros of her canter
Harmony... This lope will lead us oooooo
The scent of red clover, white swans in the bogs
Pink moon rising over this chorus of frogs
Write this page of grass and sage
Greens and golds will paint our stage
Tantivy, tantivy, escape: it's just so giddy
Ride this day... This filly's found our oooooo
The scent of red clover, white swans in the bogs
Pink moon rising over this chorus of frogs
Like golden dreams of angel wings
Pegasus lets us fly and sing
Tantivy, tantivy, awake! It's oh so giddy
Ride this day... This filly's found our oooooo
