It's looking like a limb torn off
Or altogether just taken apart
We're reeling through an endless fall
We are the ever-living ghost of what once was
But no one is ever gonna love you more than I do
No one's gonna love you more than I do
And anything to make you smile
It is my better side of you to admire
But they should never take so long
Just to be over then back to another one
But no one is ever gonna love you more than I do
No one's gonna love you more than I do
But someone,
They could have warned you
When things start splitting at the seams and now
The whole thing's tumbling down
Things start splitting at the seams and now
If things start splitting at the seams and now,
It's tumbling down
Hard.
Anything to make you smile
You are the ever-living ghost of what once was
I never want to hear you say
That you'd be better off
Or you liked it that way
But no one is ever gonna love you more than I do
No one's gonna love you more than I do
But someone
They should have warned you
When things start splitting at the seams and now
The whole thing's tumbling down
Things start splitting at the seams and now
If things start splitting at the seams and now,
It's tumbling down
Hard.
- Band of Horses
How To Develop Value-Based Spending Habits
1 year ago
Band of horses.. hm. Interesting name for a band.
ReplyDeleteSince you're out in LA I am going to start following you if you don't mind.. I have too
much family out there. Maybe even a future wife.
I did my time with horses. They usually
have something to teach you if you're
willing to take them where they need to go.
You have to flash cruelty to them in just
the right dose. They zone in on different
things - ever notice how cowboys have those
great big belt buckles sometimes?
Horses look at them, they can't take their
eyes off them.
I trained the horse to win competitions then sold
her - it was just too much time.
Still. I loved the work. Riding
keeps you flexible.
She was a jumper. Name was Lacy.
I knew she was a jumper from the start
(so I brought it out in her) - because
one day I let my daughter do the training.
It involves holding a whip out in back of her,
and then leading her around in a big circle, getting her to bend, respond to the halter
(i tied my own, there are knots in the halter
to put pressure in certain places).
So anyway. I give it to my daughter, and sure enough this smart horse realizes she's got a weak hand on her and she starts acting up.
So my little one puts the pressure on her - and
she rockets around the ring as fast as she can
and then she jumps.. I kid you not.. a six and a half foot rail right out of the ring.
She didn't make a clean jump, her back leg
hit the top of the rail and knocked the rail off
onto the ground and broke some wood.
She ended up witha really bad cut there.
But I tracked her down from the pasture,
calmed her down, got her back in there
(really important when you're training to stay consistent) then after the work was done,
fixed the fence and put her in for the night.
Put something on her cuts.
And we just looked at each other. That was the highest we'd ever seen a horse jump.
I saw it in her the day I first saw her.
I called her my mexican princess. She had this
faint color in her hair.. Its ok to end something if you have to move on.
I left her without any remorse, she was a jumper and a winner - things got to the point where
they were splitting at the seams keeping it going. Someone wanted her for a school horse,
and a show horse and so I sold the horse.
I don't know if I'll ever get another one.
I like how they keep you from getting
stiff. But .. I don't know.
Sorry so long..
* rereads response *
ReplyDeleteConfession: My first girlfriend was born in Los Angeles and I always thought.. well never mind.
Yeah she was born in Orange, which is a city somewhere in LA or near LA..
So. Anyway. Yeah. Future wife. Right. Sure.
I like Northern California better than Southern California.
What does 'So. Anyway. Yeah. Future wife. Right. Sure.', mean?
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