Hoover Songtext
von Holopaw

Who are you holding back the lake
For the fancy tails that swim the gentle arc
For the funeral hearse that rimmed the ragged bank
Or the kid who pressed shadows against it?
Who was polished wide and broad shoulders
Built for the people on his side?
Three stories of solid progress
Propped up by a kickstand of a baby


Who threw shadows against the levy?
His horse has glided the insides of the barber′s camp
And he could break the stride
He could break down with the flicker of his fingers

Hey, Appaloosa, you're a flicker of birds
Hey, Palomino, you′re looking like Abraham
Hey, that little gray, you're breaking up against his belly

Who are you holding back?
For the silver cast that dragged the murky deep?
Or the kid who drew his thumb across your leg
To pull the water out of hell?
Horses tangled in the bridle veil

Hey, Appaloosa, you're a flicker
Hey, Palomino, you′re looking like Abe
Hey, that little gray, you′re breaking up