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I’m falling through glass again; it hurts as I hit the ground
The ghosts of my life entwined, which bone shall I break this time?

You act as though you were a prisoner of mine, (get something done)
But you just sat around, waiting for a personal call, (no motivation)
Or waiting for a hole in the wall,
Or waiting for an original thought.

If I say that I do,
- then I do.

It hurts as I hit the ground; two boots bought in London town
One is Gethsemane; the other is lost to me.

And I forgot you were a prisoner of mine, (oh you look ill)
And I had to play along, waiting for the statue to fall (no medication)
Or waiting for something to report
Or waiting for an original thought

If I say that I do,
- then I do.

If I say that I do,
- then I do.

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from She Never Listened To Them, released December 18, 2014

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My Grey Horse Stratford Upon Avon, UK

My Grey Horse was formed of 5 friends who spent 5 years making music that anchored their existence.

We're really proud of these records but now it makes sense to move on.

Thanks to anybody who listened to our stuff, bought our records, came to shows or supported us in anyway over the years: we couldn't be more grateful. You've been incredible.

Love from,
Pete, John, Oobah, Joe and Tom.
-dec 16
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