Hold No Guns

Darlin', don't you understand?

That there are no winners?

Or metals hung from silken strands

To greet you at the finish

As we're dissolving into the sea

I only take what I can carry

As the council's combing through our debris

For the treasures we never buried

My love, why do you run?

For my hands hold no guns

Darling though you may pretend

Pretend that you are selfless

You break with but the slightest bend

That leaves you lost and helpless

So to whom will you place the call?

In the coldest night of winter?

As numbers change and people fall

And friends, they always splinter

My love, why do you run?

For my hands hold no guns

My love, why do you run?

For my hands hold no guns

They hold no guns

No, not one