I saw the horses go by in the snow
I heard the hounds in full cry long ago
I saw my face in a dream down below
I heard the prisoners scream:room for more

Keep going they're hot on your heels
The longer you rest now the harder it feels
Nobody will open the door
Even your friends won't know you no more

Slowly I open my eyes no one there
Breakfast in bed would be nice no one here
I can't be laid there today - throw me out
What would I do without pain, go with out

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Writer(s): DIETER HORNS, JOHN O'BRIEN-DOCKER, PETER HECHT FENDT, PETER HESSLEIN