trick rider

my wild child

your night light's on

you're in your mild depths

the moon is on the lawn

just make your friends while you're still young

before you can't see through anyone

and if you're trick-riding in the rain

don't expect me to watch

don't ask me to explain

i'll be your friend

your last refuge

when things get weird and weird breaks huge

i'll stroke your hair

i'll dry your cheeks

when failures come and no one speaks

if you're on a horse trick-riding in the mud and rain

you can't expect me to watch or ask me to explain

if you're on a horse trick-riding in the mud and rain

don't make me watch

don't ask me to explain