Lyrics:

Getting late for decision

What's that waiting about

Horses are chomping at the bit

The gate is nearly busted down

Moment before the calm of the storm

And everyone's blood goes wild

Except yours and mine



How many years has it taken

Your restless heart growing old

Horses running off on their own

And the stable's burnt to the ground

The longer you wait

Your decision will fade

And wind up wasting this time