Ian Bowers - Morning Gun Lyrics

Someone meets me
Every morning
Holding a gun to say
Don't you dare make a misstep
Or else I'm firing your way

So I climb out of bed carefully
And sort through the shirts on my shelf
I try not to look him in the eye
But it's hard not to look at yourself

And the sadness and the only joy
Is that I'll never show
Someone always waits around the corner
To tell me what I don't know

Slow down
There's something I have to tell
So sit down
Don't make a sound

Someone meets me
Every evening
I wait for them under the tree
And if that kinder vision emerges
I sleep to the silence in me

So I jump into bed recklessly
And throw my shirt on the floor
There's no reason to shift my eyes
There's no hitman anymore

And the sadness and the only joy
Is that you'll never show
There's no one waiting around the corner
To tell me what I don't know

Slow down
There's something I have to tell
So sit down
Don't make a sound