Gentle from Inside EP by Mark Schwaber

There's a horse across the field
like you always hoped you'd see
But it's distant, it is slumbered, and it has stalled.
So the dog begins its chase to retrieve the labored friend.
As you freeze to watch the speed of restless want.
Of restless want. 
As you take the first few steps toward the animal you need.
You see such strange fruit, you see wind-blown, and you see bruised.
You're now close enough to tell that the animal you seek is the victim of the hand that sells his name.
That sells his name.
It is nothing for your palm to reach into the band and remove the silver steel and hammer down.
"Well I had to do it Christ" yells the man in final plight.
Just before the single casing hits the road.
It hits the road.

"Who am I to earn the right to be saved by savage might, who are you to cast decision with such force?"

"I am tattered" I do say "I beget the life I stole. But you are perfect, you are tested, and you're still bold. You are solemn, you are gentle, and you are bold. Yes, you are bold."

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