High Horse Video (MV)

Late in the evening I, I got lost in a drawer of names. Names on letters and photo booth strips, stubs from movies and baseball games. From the cracks in my textured walls, weeps a loneliness that falls into the pit of my stomach. Endless black like a new 8 ball, but at this point I've mapped it out.

I know the shape of a great heartache
I know the weight of a big mistake
I know the sound of a warm crescendo falling away

We could've made it last. I tell myself that when I'm talkin' to myself. A disagreement seems as natural as a plant bending toward the sun. From the high horse where I sat, you were also up there on your own ride. An emergency and we both were in shock but these days I know the drill.

I know the shape of a great heartache
I know the weight of a big mistake
I know the feel of a magical moment fully explained

And so do we just act normal?
Do we smile even now?
So many years past but I know, man, I know too much now
So many years past but I know, I just know too much now

I know the shape of a great heartache
I know the weight of a big mistake
I know the depth of a sinking love you couldn't persuade