Rider In The Snow
Cult, The
Dreamtime (1996)

Reaching for a reason
a rider in the snow
has not far to go
bomb unite the land
I call deep inside
where no barriers hide
there's no mistake
a time for a change

blow my body blow
the four winds in the snow

meanwhile back in town
behind a paper frown
there's no mistake
a time for a change
the stars sigh as they look down
his horse is broken now
on his knees gray hair tumbled down
is gray hair tumbled down