Out Past the Moat

I got my guns, I got them both
Now is good a time as any
Tell my brothers I love them both
Mama told me to say so
One for papa, yeah, one for ma
One stuck in the middle of it all
Now I've no halo, I'm no saint
Just a boy with too many complaints
I'd keep it simple, if I could keep it sane
But I can't keep my pictures inside their frames
I'd count my blessings if I could count the days
But I can't find my fingers through the foggy haze
So I storm the sidewalk with a lump in my throat
Can't steer my ship out past the moat
And I got my guns, I got them both
Now is good a time as any
*humming*



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Charles Heidinger
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