Solo
They say that no man is an island
And good things come to those who wait
But the things I hear are there
Just to remind me
Every dog will have his day
The spirits they intoxicate me
I watched the min filtrate my soul
They try tosay it‘s too late for me
Tell my guns I‘m coming home
I swear I‘m gonna live forever
Tell my maker he can wait
I‘m riding some where south of heaven
Heading back to SantaFe
It‘s judgment day in SantaFe
Once I was promise dab solution
There‘s only one solution for my sins
You gotta face your ghosts and know
With no illusions
That only one of you is going home again
And I blame this world for making
A good man evil
It‘s this world that can drive a
Good man mad
And it‘s this world that turns a killer
Into a hero
Well I blame this world for making
A good man bad
Now I ain‘t getting in
