Carriage Driven Horses

The driven snow
 Shows you home
 A sugar cube trail
 Behold her pale coat
 It is a habit
 You cannot run from it
 It is a gamble you cannot win
 I do not and so you do
 I will not and so should you
 I halt and so you run
 I hurt and so will you
 Now you are forest for the trees blind
 Like carriage driven horses
 You have bit off more than you can
 The driven snow
 Shows you home
 A sugar cube promise
 Behold her pale coat
 You believe it keeps you
 You believe it keeps you warm
 I do not and so you do
 I will not and so should you
 I halt and so you run
 I hurt and so will you
 Now you are forest for the trees blind
 Like carriage driven horses
 You have bit off more than you can
 Now you are forest for the trees blind
 Like carriage driven horses
 You have bit off more than you can
 Now you are forest for the trees blind
 Like carriage driven horses overturning