Yoke

                                  I found the binding of the yoke

That connects us here, in this herd of hope

Escort me to your kingdom come

From the gallows' hold, and the things we've done



You stole so much, so much at times

Just being bad, like the books we read

The helplessness that you played upon

Was just tenderness, to disarm



She ushered in love, but it drove you mad

Not to have everything of your envisioning

She wandered in on the peace you lacked

Yeah and you're losing still, that life you could've had



Tell that story one more time for me

Of the baited fields just for the taking dear

Where you heard the hunter's call

But your discipline kept you from the fall

But oh, to hold that tenderness in these grubby hands



I'd shoot anything

And you laughed at me, but you know I'm right

So why do you claim the strength to put up a fight

And you hold your nightmares close from view



The horses going wild, under a breaking moon

There's no way the bridle ever fits the bride

Yeah, and the weight of it, that's why we're here