"Blinding horse"

that old familiar conversation
trading cards across the phone
bargain chips and deals
those old familiar wheels
are rolling past a graveyard
full of mud and aggravation
if it wasn't for the children
i would never ever
talk with you again
if it wasn't for the children
i would put this all behind me
you're a mirror that can't find me
it's a travesty
a blinding of the horse
with a scythe
anger reins
in the sky
rage enfolded in a flowerbox
it shames me just to take this walk
i call upon my guides for help
i call upon my highest self
remain in light
bring peace into this window
in the night
let courage breathe
if it wasn't for the children
i would never ever
talk with you again
if it wasn't for the children
i would put this all behind me
you're a mirror that can't find me
it's a travesty
a blinding of the horse
with a scythe
anger reins
in the sky
anger reins
in the sky