Warmblood from Slow Medicine by Laura Anne Reitzel

There”s a warmblood I know
His hair is golden much like his soul
He speaks in poetry his hands work wondrous things
The kind of friend that makes you sing.
Ohh

Light drips as honey from his lips
At times it cuts the comfort I have built
Sweetly burning down all the nonsense that resounds
The clamoring of lovelessness howling like a hound
Whoah

Warmblood he is strong
It incites a kind of longing
A home he has built for all his friends
And he invites us in as if blood had made us kin
As if forever begins then and there we stay

And here we stay in the warmth of his words
In the shelter undeserved ‘cause he loves us
He speaks as kind, and the words settle like fire
“Cause he loves us
Saying “Stay close, bright ones. Cause there’s no use in giving up.”
His warm blood pours
A wide open door
For all who come before
Cause he loves us
Dogs will say we’re worth, nothing
But he keeps them at bay
Cause he loves us.
Saying “Stay close, bright ones, cause there’s no use in giving up.
Stay close bright ones, cause there’s no use in giving up.
Stay close bright ones, cause there’s no use in giving up.
Stay close warmbloods, cause there’s no use in giving up.”

Stay close, bright ones. Cause there’s no use in giving up.
Stay close warmbloods. Cause there’s no use in giving up.

• Acousic
• Acoustic
• chill
• female
• folk
• singer-songwriter
• Colorado Springs