Crossed the border in the evening time

With the horizon swallowing light

And the river was a single line

Black water lonely, only

Feening for the sea

We sat up in the heather

To watch the heavens scrolling by

And the nights are long and lean

They turn from red to green

And all it's ever been

Is Palomino dreams

We take the moments as they find us

Frozen in a swollen gigabyte

And the frequencies that bind us

Remind us we are climbers

On a dusty mountainside

We sat up in the heather

To watch the heavens scrolling by

And the nights are long and lean

They turn from red to green

And all it's ever been

Is Palomino dreams

You've always been a warrior/worrier

In both senses of the word

And this life has many blades

But lately we only use one

I could be watching my own back

Or could I be watching my son's

Still the nights are long and lean

And they turn from red to green

And all it's ever been

Is Palomino dreams