Dust and ashes
These borrowed clothes
Red sun hanging there alone
My father's pistol emptied once
The thin white line of war and trust
It's never simple, it's always hard
What's near can't be that far
Keep me with you, keep me close
Let the highs know all the lows
I was wronged, I was left out cold
I was framed, I am an only son
I did what had to be done
Bury me far from my gun
Bury me far from my gun
Louisiana lightning rolls
Rain is coming it smells like coal
This empty room, these angry bones
It's where time gathers moss to stone
Another witness will wash ashore
Lead me back to pay for more
I see the reasons, I know my end
There's no destination, no place to begin
I was wronged, I was left out cold
I was framed, I am an only son
I did what had to be done
Bury me far from my gun
I kept my word, but I can't be saved
Now these city lights will be my grave
They will be my grave
They've got my name, I'll take the fall
Blood red sirens paint these walls
I can feel the trigger, against my skin
I know my place, I want these sins
I was wronged, I was left out cold
I was framed, I am an only son
I did what had to be done
Bury me far from my gun
Bury me far from my gun
Bury me far from my gun