He stares off the window
Blank as a canvas
Melt up with the sunlight
And swallowing smoking ash
Awaits for a breath now
Taking it's time
He sees an eternity
And 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 will bow to him to only serve one purpose
To keep your peace
He takes on a world of inner stride
And your wounds will be his 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 mistery
And nightmares looked 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 willing stars and moon shine brightly
Outside the desert wails and curves of rage and jealousy
And yet tomorrow comes alone as shape to serve his purpose
To keep your peace
He takes on a world of inner stride
And your wounds will be his 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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