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Lone Ranger

from Philology by Prairie Rehab

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Lone Ranger

Four hand-me-down two dollar bills
Fire-ant mounds and childish thrills
A life begun on guileless fun
Just stubborn kids with harmless guns

We watched as lawmen crossed the range
To dens of vice in cities, strange
With justice won, they’d chase the sun
All polished nerves and honest guns

Bent on the kicks that'd kill you most
You fill your head with friendless ghosts
And try to run from all you’ve done
With crooked aim and loaded guns

There's nothing I can do
There's nothing I can say
To make this dreadful feeling
Go away

Your baby girl has gone away
Said maybe she’d be back someday
But truths don’t come from serpent tongues
She’s packing lies and stolen guns

There's nothing I can do
There's nothing I can say
To make this dreadful feeling
Go away, From you

It strikes me how things disappear:
White hats and souls not closed by fear
A father’s love the faithful son
Like bloodless wars and harmless,
Harmless guns

© 2010 Lacie Mangels (Filament Glow Music ASCAP)

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from Philology, released February 26, 2011

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