They say that no man is an island
And good things come to those who wait
But the things i hear are just there to remind me
Every dog will have his day
The spirits they intoxicate me
I watched them infiltrate my soul
They try to say, it's too late for me
Tell my guns I'm coming home
I swear, I'm gonna live forever
Tell my maker he can wait
I'm riding somewhere south of heaven
I'm heading back to Santa Fe
It's judgement day in Santa Fe
Once I was promised absolution
There's only one solution for my sins
You gotta face your ghost, and know with no illusion
That only one of you is going home again
And I blame this world, for making a good man evil
It's this world, that can drive a good man mad
And it's this world that turns a killer into a hero
Well I blame this world for making a good man bad
And good things come to those who wait
But the things i hear are just there to remind me
Every dog will have his day
The spirits they intoxicate me
I watched them infiltrate my soul
They try to say, it's too late for me
Tell my guns I'm coming home
I swear, I'm gonna live forever
Tell my maker he can wait
I'm riding somewhere south of heaven
I'm heading back to Santa Fe
It's judgement day in Santa Fe
Once I was promised absolution
There's only one solution for my sins
You gotta face your ghost, and know with no illusion
That only one of you is going home again
And I blame this world, for making a good man evil
It's this world, that can drive a good man mad
And it's this world that turns a killer into a hero
Well I blame this world for making a good man bad
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