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
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