The Guns You Pawned

Fate speaks to you In an all familiar tone In a dialect that's neither Proper or well known The soft fibers of fear Touch against your fingertips And you smile at all the reasons why Lady luck winks at you But you just look away She's foreign, untamed, exotic and unkind There's a hole that she's been digging And you caught a glimpse of it It's true you will be buried there someday I know, I know there's no sticking to the guns You pawned a long time ago Haunted by the song of hope The dance of everlong Our heroes and our villains walk a blurry line There's no anger now But I see how The dust from a hundred years Always settles on the brim of time I know, I know there's no sticking to the guns You pawned a long time ago Most of what I learned Wading in their sea of guilt Is to doubt that I could ever really swim But the hardest part of all Is to deny their lifeline When the current's pulling you out with the tide I know, I know there's no sticking to the guns You pawned a long time ago I know there's no sticking to the guns That you pawned long ago