This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
You know that the words I wield
Are weapons of sardonic virtue
I just use them as a shield
And I would never, never hurt you
And if you should one day leave me
You will find that I won't stop you
And if you return to seek me
You will find that I've forgotten you
High Noon
I knew High Noon
High Noon, I knew
I knew, I knew
I was fish and you were iron
I feared you ostensibly
And you observed the bed I lie on
Isn't even shaped like me
And if you knew the words to kill me
You would speak them silently
Behind your eyes as if you thrill me
With the possibility
I'd die for you
High Noon, I knew
I knew High Noon
High Noon, I knew
I rode home on wheels of whether
You were scared but I was scared of
You were marble wrapped in leather
I was rubber, you were...rubber too
High Noon
I knew High Noon
High Noon, I knew
I knew High Noon
I will take your hands and plant them
In a box beneath my window
Still I keep, and still I tend them
Ever waiting for the time
Until your husband comes to claim them
In this battle I'll be killed
But you'll know that I never loved you
I'll know that I always will
High Noon
I knew High Noon
High Noon, I knew
I knew High Noon
Are weapons of sardonic virtue
I just use them as a shield
And I would never, never hurt you
And if you should one day leave me
You will find that I won't stop you
And if you return to seek me
You will find that I've forgotten you
High Noon
I knew High Noon
High Noon, I knew
I knew, I knew
I was fish and you were iron
I feared you ostensibly
And you observed the bed I lie on
Isn't even shaped like me
And if you knew the words to kill me
You would speak them silently
Behind your eyes as if you thrill me
With the possibility
I'd die for you
High Noon, I knew
I knew High Noon
High Noon, I knew
I rode home on wheels of whether
You were scared but I was scared of
You were marble wrapped in leather
I was rubber, you were...rubber too
High Noon
I knew High Noon
High Noon, I knew
I knew High Noon
I will take your hands and plant them
In a box beneath my window
Still I keep, and still I tend them
Ever waiting for the time
Until your husband comes to claim them
In this battle I'll be killed
But you'll know that I never loved you
I'll know that I always will
High Noon
I knew High Noon
High Noon, I knew
I knew High Noon
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