the pony express flew through Inverness
silent through the dark they ride
a message sent to you whereever you might lie
to draw the straightest line from here

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 skirt
i can feel your hand upon my brow, holding off the chills
in the silver churchill 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 cold city west to santa fe

i'm sure they cried
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 skirt
i can feel your hand upon my brow, holding off the chills
in the churchill silver cross

tell me did you see her
did she cry
did she even notice
if she seemed tired
and the message, did it get thru
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

Zwan.