The Gun

from by Sean Williams

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Lost in the desert on a coal moon night
And these hands are getting cold
I'm looking for a lady who passed this way
Or so I am told

I took refuge in a storm made cave
That wasn't my own
These stars gaze back at me reminding
That I am too far from home
Too far from home

Tried to run when I saw that gun pointed at my face
These eyes don't wanna see anymore
Tried to hear heartbeat when that music started to play
But my ears were running out the door

I've been tangled in a carpenter's web
I cut my hair to get free
I bought a book from a traveling man
“Don't read it” he said to me

Tear myself inside out
Looking for the holes
So the light may shine onto it
And brighten up this soul

Tried to run when I saw that gun pointed at my face
These eyes don't wanna see anymore
Tried to hear heartbeat when that music started to play
But my ears were running out the door

But my ears are always running out the door

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from Words, released July 20, 2012
All songs written and performed by Sean Williams. Recording and Engineering by Louis Conway @ Till Death Studios Long Beach, CA

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