emotions are dangerous

I walk this land, with a gun at my 

side,

setting my own laws now it's time to 

ride.

I ask no one to side me, though I know i am 

right,

i also know at the end of my road there will be a 

fight.

Now that I've met you the road don't seem so 

long,

the birds and trees around me have burst out in 

song.

Our friendship is guiding me onto an easier 

path,

with no fights no scorn and no 

wrath.

though I love the peaceful feeling I can not take off my

gun,

for by the end of the month I'll be back on the

run.

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