blood and blues

Coyote walks past, glances freezes, leaves me believing I'm not such a simple prey
Desert quiet and lam lonely silence, a cactus fire, flaming horizon and a blood foot print parade
Run and hiding, tiresome and binding, but I'd kill him again if it meant another wake
Awake with one foot in my grave ...

'Cause I'm all strung out, dangling shoes
There's only so many hangings from the rope and the noose
Till then I'm kicking and screaming, trying to break loose
Before the gallows tear down release me true
I'm just a dead man breathing for enough air to take away these blues

Horse, reins, and saddle, tall dark as shadows, eyes deep embattled, sometimes god is funny as hell
Fast approaching, posses and poachers, they're waiting like soldiers, my eyes scream what they want me to yell
Metal clanking, darkness sinking, it's time for the reaping, to a wooden trap door dirt well
Well enough to see past the fill ...

'Cause I'm dying now, dark has no hue
But my mind's streaming visions of that riverbed and you
And the fire burning ashes, smoking and ruins
Your tears leaving trails that cut me straight through
The man's last words as my bullet flew

I'm just a dead man breathing for enough air to take away these blues