I let my guard down, I let my guard down
I put my gun down, I put my gun down
Into the ground, down by Solace River
Dipped in cold streams of the river-forgiver
I dove deep and low, head in deep and low
Tossing about on the bed to and fro
There in her cemetery, buried my sanity
Chiseled a tomb to my own inhumanity
Before it I sat, entrenched, wept and wept
My bitter regret, my salt and sweat
Prayin’ to drown out my shrieks of violence
In the forgiver’s symphony of silence
My time came to float, for poppies to rise
My weaponry lies in redemption baptised
Still is my mind, my eye wide to see
Blue skies ablaze with a swaying daisy.
