400 Hours

It’s been 400 hours since you left me on my own

400 hours since you left

Within 300 hours, man I got my body shot

By a pistol to my chest and now I rest

I rest, with a gun hole through my chest

I rest, with a gun hole through my chest

You pass me by at the graveyard just to read my name in stone

Lay down beside me for a prayer

Beg to God won’t you bring him back, I can’t afford a day

Lay down beside me for a prayer

I rest, with a gun hole through my chest

I rest, with a gun hole through my chest

She cries out in the garden when the kids have gone to bed

Cries with that mourning in her head

Says ’I wish that I was with you on that cold December night

when a bullet caught your chest and changed my life’

I rest, with a gun hole through my chest

I rest, with a gun hole through my chest