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