Loaded Gun
Underneath the modern skies keeps the old stories alive
Though the canyons still all look the same
And it seems no one has won underneath the desert sun
You hear soft winds are calling your name
Far away where the wild west was won
No more frontier and no chance of rain
Marmalade sets the lonely desert sun
You'll find sinners and saints all the same
When the dust is spun (hey), its a loaded gun
Trackers lead the way through the fields of heartbreak
No more worship no more reconcile
Sifting through the dirt tracing footsteps just won't work
Skulls and bones pile mile after mile
Come away there's no solace left to find
All that's left in these fields is mistakes
Marmalade smokes the sun up in the skies
You'll find sinners and saints all the same
When the dust is spun (hey), its a loaded gun
Old songs stay alive telling stories of hard times
Long after our voices die
Run away searching here will leave you dry
The saguaros have all died away
Marmalade smokes the sun up in the skies
You'll find sinners and saints all the same
When the dust is spun (hey), its a loaded gun
Its a loaded gun
Its a loaded gun
Though the canyons still all look the same
And it seems no one has won underneath the desert sun
You hear soft winds are calling your name
Far away where the wild west was won
No more frontier and no chance of rain
Marmalade sets the lonely desert sun
You'll find sinners and saints all the same
When the dust is spun (hey), its a loaded gun
Trackers lead the way through the fields of heartbreak
No more worship no more reconcile
Sifting through the dirt tracing footsteps just won't work
Skulls and bones pile mile after mile
Come away there's no solace left to find
All that's left in these fields is mistakes
Marmalade smokes the sun up in the skies
You'll find sinners and saints all the same
When the dust is spun (hey), its a loaded gun
Old songs stay alive telling stories of hard times
Long after our voices die
Run away searching here will leave you dry
The saguaros have all died away
Marmalade smokes the sun up in the skies
You'll find sinners and saints all the same
When the dust is spun (hey), its a loaded gun
Its a loaded gun
Its a loaded gun
Credits
Writer(s): Kate Taylor
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