He stares out the window Blank as a canvas Made up in the sunlight And swirled in smoke and ash Awaits for a breath now Taking his time He sees an eternity In a blink of an eye And for him this life is made of time and choices And endless blend of easters painted bright with memories The here and now about to him to own and serve one purpose To keep your peace He takes on a world of inner stride And your wounds will be in scars So won't you remember when the night comes He will need your opened arms For to be invincible He needs your love He stands in the doorway Quiet like yesterday With forgotten thoughts becoming mystery And nightmares locked away He looks like a gunman But his view is much too white The such a solution So he fights without a sixgun on his side And all the whiling stars and moon shine brightly Outside the desert wails and curves of rage and jealousy And yet tomorrow comes alone as shapes to serve his purpose To keep your peace He takes on a world of inner stride And your wounds will be in scars So won't you remember when the night comes He will need your opened arms For to be invincible He needs your love
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