I think about these Nick Cave lyrics a lot

The bright horses have broken free from the fields

They are horses of love, their manes full of fire

They are parting the cities, those bright burning horses

And everyone is hiding, no one makes a sound

And I’m by your side and I’m holding your hand

Bright horses of wonder springing from your burning hand

And everyone has a heart and it’s calling for something

And we are all so sick and tired of seeing things as they are

Horses are just horses and their manes aren’t full of fire

And the fields are just fields and there ain’t no Lord

And everyone is hidden and everyone is cruel

And there is no shortage of tyrants and no shortage of fools

And the little white shape dancing at the end of the hall

Is just a wish that time can’t dissolve at all