But a great rider can hear his horse whisper.
The years he’s given me
Nobility without conceit,
Friendship without envy,
Beauty without vanity,
A loyalty without compromise.
I borrowed freedom when we rode,
The history of mankind and civilization rode with us,,
His body took the weight of mine and I was carried through.
I can still hear that whisper."
(Sam Doyle and Sean Branigan)
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