With A Gun

Lyrics by Nathan Hamer

My baby left me, yeah, he left me with a gun
To shoot myself, weary with dread
He shoulda left before my other wounds undone
With all of the words he had said

But it's too late to be running backwards
And it's far too far from your reach
So close yourself to me, baby
I'm goin' home

My brothers circlin', yeah, they're weary for their flight
The roads have iced over since when
They feel their hearts beat in the middle of the night
From their snow-covered souls in the den

It's too late to be running backwards
And it's far too far from your reach
So close yourself to me, baby
I'm goin' home