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
