I heard that you went off your medication,
and like a sweater that begins to fray,

you’re looser at the seams, walk around in dreams and

you’ve been in the hospital since May..

and you’ve got friends, but you don’t want to see them,
you say it’s something you just have to do,

‘cause they’ve been tellin’ lies, and some of them are spies, well

how are they supposed to care for you?..

and I know you did not ask for this affliction,
like you did not ask to be locked in a room,
I know you like to ride over to the other side,
I just hope your horses come back soon..

now that girl who loves you like a clear day
has moved back with her folks in Idaho,

she couldn’t bear to see you talking to the TV,

she didn’t stick around to watch that show..

and there’s doctors trying different combinations
of drugs they hope may simplify your mind,

and I don’t know what’s best, or how much of you is left,

but I’d like to hear your songs again sometime..

and I know you did not ask for this affliction,
like you did not ask to be locked in a room,
I know you like to ride over to the other side,
I just hope your horses come back soon…