I was reading the newspaper one morning, and the article was about an island of 65 wild horses, it flooded and the horses were all gathered on this one little piece of land, and it was chaos, they were climbing onto each other, biting and fighting for life and the visual of that effected me enough to write this song.
Nightmares and ghosts, underneath the moon
65 horses, huddled together, in an island flood
when you see it coming, you better start running away.....away!
Thunder n' snow, falling from the naked sky
an owl snags its claws in a, barbed wire fence
when you see it coming you better start running away..away!
Flowers freeze over in a, cold winter chill
ice crystals form, on the nose of a wolf
when you see it coming you better start runnig away...away!