War horses by Crooked Fingers Lyrics

Holding hands at the border
I found it hard to let you go
You found easy crossing over
That road on your own terms

You guard your love like a burden
Her memory is a heavy load
It's hard to keep big trouble rolling along
As the time dwells slowly on

Bracing for all hell
For the salvo to a hammer down
Bad breaks in the armor
Far too weak now to turn around
Bracing for all hell
For the sentry to shoot us down
Bad breaks in the armor
It's too much for us to turn back now