[Verse 1]
In the gloaming, the darkening
Morpheus whispers his sweet lullaby
Silent prayers are mouthed
"Send him home safely", "I'll be good"

[Chorus]
Three, the loneliest hour
For cowards, fools and me

Why can't we be
Why can't we be
Like Horses
Like Horses
Gentle and keen

[Verse 2]
From the blood plains, to the high street
Where does the boy go, that becomes the man?
Inward grieving, outward seething
Self deceiving, human

[Chours]
Three, the loneliest hour
Uncovers the child in us all

Why can't we be
Why can't we be
Like Horses
Like Horses
Gentle and keen

Horses
Horses
Horses
Gentle, keen