Eleventh He Reaches London - To Whomever lyrics

I was foaled to the south of the house In the shade of acacia trees Slowing pulse from the veins in my neck My lungs are heaving and small And in my youth I was pried from the home And walked the mountains, alone Given love and all of the land But I'm nothing and no one And I am A horse in the trees, bathed in filtered sun and moon And I was born and loved by all at dawn And man of wandering star, he's vanished, and I'll follow And I will die of broken heart alone I was clothed by the black of the woe And in trauma, unwanted in low And cryptic prisms, built from equine bones I was promised, inducted in code I was buried alive in my clothes And woke, being born as a foal And morning came, I was clean of my hate I was nothing and no none And I am A horse in the trees, bathed in filtered sun and moon And I was born and loved by all at dawn And man of wandering star, he's vanished, and I'll follow And I will die of broken heart alone To whomever I want, I've wasted half my life By 'growing up' and mourning loss, but I'm giving up To whomever I've loved, you never meant that much I've nothing left, I'm nothing more than bone and ash Take a walk in the dark and lament all those I've wronged And plan the end, a quiet d**h, I am dragging cloud Written all in code, I am hopeless, without prose I've nothing left, nothing more than bone and ash To whomever is left, I am nothing, I am folk Take a walk, take a walk, now I don't want to live anymore