The gun was hidden, such a shock 
  you didn't even notice
Until you were too far passed and you
  look one more time
He is gone, in the shadows fast 
  not running, just blending
Was it real, or a dream at the edge
  where is the truth
Why was it here now, in the middle
  why, why do we run to violence
It is not the path taken, shown
  long ago in the shadows of a cross
It cannot win against loves call
  yet again and again we take it up
At the edge we can see safety
  it was all a dream though
Oh if only we would pull its thread
  and disappear into the lion and lamb