Colt Stands Up, Grows Horns

	I follow the trail you left in the snow
	It took your footsteps and made them my own
	One thousand and one, One thousand and two
	Oh, the gravity of you
	You gave me an idol, when you gave me these idle hands
	And you twist up land, ‘til the snow turns to sand
	And I can't find the trail back home

	I follow the trail you left in the snow
	It took your footsteps and made them my own
	One thousand and one, One thousand and two
	Oh, the gravity of you
	You gave me an idol, when you gave me these idle hands
	And you twist up land, ' til the snow turns to sand
	And I can' t find the trail back home