Standing at the sea shore , I heard a story
Sky was the limit, bask in glory.
Feast to one’s eye, that will never dissipate
The eyes in the sky created symphonies in my head.
The blues in the sea, the reds in the sun
Said you’re a dark horse, you gotta fear none.
Roses or the guns, you have to make a choice
Use your wisdom , maintain the poise.
I parcel out the roses, it only shells out pine
Deliver me a bullet for my valentine.