Gunslinger

Walked as in a glow

Talked straight from below

You were like rain… you were like snow…

Lens flares, dusk motifs

Portraits, bas-reliefs

Something to burn… Something to grow…

Gunslinger, you were standing there, just a little apart

Once in a while, do I make you smile?

Do I scrape the heart?

It is time I let go of the past…

Spiral arguments

Holidays and sand

Sentence complete… sentence repeat…

Well, Gunslinger, sometimes we're aware, of a lovers' quarrel

After a while, we can make it right

We can cleanse the air

It is time I let go of the past, of the shadows inside of me

Now it's time we focus on the next phase of where we'll be

We are at a point where we see best the discrepancies

Gunslinger, I am made aware…

How the tendencies and the lunacies

All wash ashore against your touch like a breeze

The passive cries and aggressive smiles

All fade away with just a glimpse of your eyes

It is time I let go of the past… gunslinger

Now it's time we focus on the next… harbinger

Now it's now or never

Disintegrate forever to the same eventual pile of dust