Roan Pony - Paul Williams

When my world becomes too much for me

And I’ve had my fill of its schemes

I reach back into its history

And I recall my childhood dreams

With my love for how things used to be

And a once imagined friend

I will find a time that’s right for me

Try to find a better end by dreaming

I’ll ride away on my roan pony

Shoshone Indian guide by my side

We’ll chart the course of a new river

Give her a name then we’re gone

We’ve got to move on

Down from the hills

Across the plains to a golden shore

Down, down from the hills

To stand where no man has stood before

Then my world comes screaming back to me

And it’s more than I can take

I escape before it gets to me

I must bend before I break

So I run from what I’ve come to be

To a time before my own

'Til my friend is standing next to me

And I know I’m not alone, I’m dreaming

I’ll ride away on my roan pony

Shoshone Indian guide by my side

We’ll chart the course of a new river

Give her a name then we’re gone

We’ve got to move on

Down from the hills

Across the plains to a golden shore

Down, down from the hills

To stand where no man has stood before

I’ll ride away on my roan pony

Shoshone Indian guide by my side

We’ll chart the course of a new river

Give her a name then we’re gone

We’ve got to move on