High Horse by The Northern Folk Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Deep pockets, shallow souls
Silence bought, violence sold
And nought forgiven
Lord I’m tired of these ways
That ain’t living, that’s just life these days

They taught you little but tortured smiles
Life’s this riddle where the answer is lie
Oh, so lie down boy
A high horse leaves a long way to fall
Your feet don’t reach the stirrups
It’s clear your spirit’s feeble as it’s small

[Chorus 1]

If we hold on
Are things gonna change, son?
They’ve always been this way, son
Is it how they’re gonna stay?
[Verse 2]

They say nothing ventured means nothing lost
Not to mention they stabbed holes in the box
Oh, you should be grateful you can even see outside
And that dangling carrot
That’s just salad for the wealthy and the white

[Chorus 2]

If we hold on
For change that’s coming
If we hold strong
Are things gonna change, son?
Or are we bound to bow, boy
Raise the flag, throw in the towel, boy
Or finally stand our ground?

[Bridge]

If we take a look, and take a lesson
(And hold on, and hold on)
And tame mistakes from all the guessing
(And hold on, and hold on)
If we count our luck, and count our blessings
(And hold on, and hold on)
And hold on, and hold on
[Outro]

You can hold on, you can hold on
You can hold on, you can hold on