Gordon Downie - Steeplechase lyrics

There's a cruel crumpling sound From over yonder by the steeplechase It's a sound of coming down Like horses slamming on the brakes It's the sound of a crowd Of an equine crowd in the vacuum of its age It's a sound coming down Of an entirely different race It's a sound coming down Like Il Palio sent splayed And sprawling into a cafe In an explosion of table legs and trays It's a sound coming down Like a chuckwagon when it strays A little too far from the stampede days And slams into the bu*terfly chase That's the sound coming down Sound coming down