17 October 2012
I feel the smooth and powerful movement As we race as fast as the wind I feel the rhythm of its beat And the fur against my skin And I feel like I'm flying as we leap over hedges
As birds race beside us The fields go past I no that I'm not alone I here the rattle of a gun as a shiver goes up my spine
For a minuet the world stops But I new this was the end
We suddenly stop We fall to the floor I know nothing can be done I close my eyes it all goes dark As not every thing can be won
Gallop • Opuss № I