It Takes No Match To Give Me A Spark
Now I'm Trying Out Another Heart
I've Been Winding 'bout A Fresh Start
I've Found Myself A Good Horse

Eyes Burning On The Quicksand
And I Run It Through The Hollow Land
I've Fed It With A Shaky Hand
I Found Myself A Strong Horse

These Are The Promises I Can Keep
These Are The Promises I Can Keep
To Live Like I Must
And Ride With The Dust In My Face
In Grace

I've Found Myself A Good Horse
Yes I've Found Myself A Strong Horse
Things REMAIN But Not Different Then Before

These Are The Promises I Can Keep
Yes These Are The Promises I Can Keep
To Live Like I Must
And Ride With The Dust In My Face

These Are The Promises I Can Keep
These Are The Promises I Can Keep
To Live Like I Must
And Ride With The Dust In My Face
In Grace