As I look into her eyes, I've often wondered, how many people have had the opportunity to attain their lifes dream? Well.. I did, once.. and after a very short time had to give it all up. I walked away with no regret and rarely think about it to this day, but love her still, my muse, for her gift of unyielding perserverance. Horses made of paper and people are made out of clay. Horses made out of paper, people made of clay. Now if you really want to, keep satisfied, listen to what your heart sings and thank God you're alive. Horses of paper, people of clay, thank God you're alive.