Pony Express

The Pony Express
Flew through in Inverness
Silent through the dark they ride
A message sent to you
Wherever you might lie
To draw the straightest line from you
I'm sure they lie
I'm sure they try
I'm sure they wrote to someone too
I can taste the salt
In the sweet blood of earth
In the creases of your skirts
I can feel your hand upon my brow
Holding off the chills
In the church of silver cross
The Pony Express
Shuddered to a halt
In the high desert plains of Omaha
I tried to get through
Your wire and metal drum
From Culver City west to Santa Fe
I'm sure they cry
Every single night
A message without question or fail
I can taste the salt
In the sweet blood of earth
In the creases of your skirts
I can feel your hand upon my brow
Holding off the chills
In the church of silver cross
Tell me did you see her?
Did she cry?
Did you even notice if she seemed tired?
And my message, did it get through?
And my message, did you forget?
How could you forget?
The Pony Express
Is coming in
The Pony Express
Is coming in
I can taste the salt
In the sweet blood of earth
I can taste the salt
In the sweet blood of earth
I can taste the salt
The Pony Express
Never second best
Always coming in
Rain or shine