Big Sky

I was left Down in the desert I lay and wait until the fabled flood I was scared Stinging and unstable Praying Jesus come and take this pain I was found Down in the ghetto Where the hooligans cut off my hand I was wrong Trying to be subtle I didn't know I had the gun in my hand I was wrong Mourning all the lovers I didn't know about the poison that spread My best friend Met her at sierra Now all I see is death