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Post by earthman on May 7, 2008 20:56:44 GMT -4
This one is...different. Tell me what you think.
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I once met with a foe he said “it’s not too late to save your soul from an ugly fate – just turn around and go the way you came” I didn’t even wait my gun exploded and I watched his legs fold under his own weight
I fell down on my knees for I knew that I had won it’s a foolish man who seeks to live life as the man without a gun
I carried on my trail, my destination near determined not to fail, my destiny appeared I thought of those who helped my quest and those who interfered, so many people dead and gone so that I could be here
I fell down on my knees in the light of the setting sun Echoed names upon the breeze say “you’re just another man without a gun”
My life was then replayed before my eyes and living it again I came to realize all the lies I’d known were really true and all the truths were lies and I’d been warned a thousand times a thousand times
I fell down on my knees when I saw what I had done and the dying man agrees, It’s good to be the man without a gun
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Post by Skeleton Keys on May 8, 2008 19:54:12 GMT -4
Cryptic, but good. Have you been writing long?
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Post by earthman on May 10, 2008 15:24:41 GMT -4
Uh, a couple years, I guess. I think I wrote my first song when I was about 16, and it was absolutely horrible. The first one I wrote and liked was "Aunt Pauline has Boots of Fire," so I kinda use that as a starting point. That was like...yeah, just under two years ago.
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Post by iiholly on May 14, 2008 13:52:31 GMT -4
Through the whole song I was thinking the verses like "Run to the Hills" verses... so it is ruined for me. Nice concluding verse.
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