Let Me Ride Away with the Horsemen The Felice Brothers

You know my sins
You kept the log
You followed me through the gothic fog
All of my days
Let me ride away
With the horsemen

Now I’m on a cliff
Looking down on the world
And the sky is dark with anguish
And the sun is a lion
And the moon is a silver platter
With the head of John the Baptist

Something walks along with me
Something I cannot see
Show me your face
Or let me ride away
With the horsemen

Now I’m on a cliff
Looking down at the world
On a horse named Hallelujah
The empty suit
Of that long dead street musician
Is hovering above park avenue