Music & Lyrics: M.L. Hammond

have you seen the horses running
racing through the fields like fire
copper, chestnut, gold and amber
all the colours of desire

in the blue-gold August weather
seven friends ride out together
scent of hay and creak of leather
and all the horses running

above the hills at Pincher Creek
the mountains rise like thunder
below, the prairie plain rolls on forever
Dan sitting easy on the rangy grey
Robin laughing on the little bay
when all at once time falls away
like all the horses running…

back on the edge of seventeen
when first I saw them long ago
the horses moving like a dream
that summer in the Gatineau

on the back roads with Ronnie in his beat-up car
flying gravel, smell of tar
and oh we almost got as far
as all the horses running

above the hills at Fortune Lake
the night sky rose like thunder
below, the valley lights stretched on forever
overhead the stars rained down
loons were calling all around
and in my ears a rushing sound
like all the horses running

those who pray can have their heaven
dim and distant, unforgiving
oh let this day be my religion
in the hills alive and living

for I have seen the horses running
all the colours of desire
copper, chestnut, gold and amber
they’re in my blood like fire

Music: Marilyn Lerner    Lyrics: Marie-Lynn Hammond

if bewildered, disappointed, or hurting in love
don’t let time or distance stand in your way
above the hardware store at Euclid and Bloor
Sister Levada is waiting today

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love may be blind
but thoughts have wings
she’s the woman with the radio mind
she sees everything

tea leaves and tarot, numbers and signs
she gives lucky days and lucky hands
she has the power to lift you out of sorrow and pain
for only ten dollars she understands

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they say her man’s got a taste
for the hungry-eyed ladies of the strip
he come home with a mean look on
and a bottle riding on his hip
he knows she knows everything
so he makes her pay
but there’s one thing that she don’t know
and that’s why she stay

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Heart line and head line, crosses and stars
she reads all the secrets in the skin and the bone
she sees what is coming, she knows why we fail
and she’s willing to read any palm but her own

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