Remember the time when I went running away to the most remote of lands?
To a place where no soul knows me and I’m never going to tip my hand
There's a lean dark rider gunning for my life in dreams I can never escape
One hundred nights of restless sleeping
Dust and sand in my eyes when I awake
I guess that’s the chance you take
No one ever gets out alive from the den of poison snakes
From the den of poison snakes
Looking over your shoulder when the ground starts to quake
The whole town starts to shake
Ripples shot across the state
Last thing I remember that day was whistling through my ear
Shots rang out from the back of me, sent me falling I don’t know where
I don’t know where