The Last Man I Knew Before I Died In The Arm’s Of A Gunman
by Patrick O'Leary
Tranced
Walking toward my reverence
I looked behind my wrath
And I saw I’ve already crossed your path
I never thought the day
I would hear you say
The words seeking my rest
Though you never knew it’d be your final test
Love that I knew
It always grew
Betrayed to my own death
I’m sorry I ever walked across your path
I’m feeling quite lovely today
O’ brother would you stay?
My eyes seem to be covered in red
Could you guide my steps before bed?
Soon I’ll be more than dead
The lead seems to warm my soul
More than you could ever wish for
You’ve turned into a ghoul
Since the only thing that can hurt you
Is anything good
That’s exactly where I stood
When you let the trigger go
While you closed your eyes
Did you think of what I could become?
Did you think of what you could become?
Suppose you never thought it through
Just like the rest of your life
Tossed it to and fro
And now you’ll be living with this strife
Blood on your shirt
Her knees soaked through the skirt
Kneeling in water from the glass that shattered
Aside my body that’s been mutilated
What are you going to tell her?
Have you thought of what you’ve became?
Have you thought of what I could’ve been?
O’ brother hold me one last time
Lift me up to see her face shine
To let me remember the last time we dined
My last song has been sung
Drop the gunman act brother
Don’t be so high strung
This is all I can bear to remember