Don’t Lose Your Guns Vigilantes of Love

[Verse 1]
Tender young flower grown up in my garden
And I pray every day that your heart will not harden
A cynic's song surrounding you on each and every street
At the altar, in the bar, in the faces you will greet

[Chorus]
Don't lose your guns
Don't lose your guns

[Verse 2]
A gift of something so profound, straining all these words
A gift of something so astounding, dying to be heard
Bone of my bone, you are flesh of my flesh
Blood of my blood, you are breath of my breath

[Chorus]
Don't lose your guns
Don't lose your guns

[Bridge]
Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh

[Verse 3]
You are my pride, child, and yes, you are my crown
How to keep the darkness from dragging you down?
I feel the weight of what I am and what I am not yet
I'd like to pass on something besides all these deficits