Shotgun

I am nobody, nobody is who I am

I am a traveler on this land

And nothing, nothing in my hands

I am nobody, nobody is who I am

I am a wanderer on these sands

And I got down on my knees and folded my hands

And on the great wings of a great bird

I was carried to a temple

Where I heard the word...

Dead man on the run, him and his shotgun

Panic in the street, testing one two three

Simple is the song-- sing to carry on

Dead man on the run, him and his shotgun

I am nobody, nobody is who I am

Through the red sky on the crow's wing I stand

And now to the radiant sun I surrender myself again

Then higher through the fire and to Orion with the raven

I look into the eyes...