I never needed much
I had the plans in hand
A smile quicker than
Any gun in the West
Or East
Or anywhere
Thoughts of the past feel like
Something starring William S. Hart
You won't remember him
Part of me doesn't either
Sound and colour drained
And not just from memories
I wrote a script
And had to can it
I prepared blueprints
Burned away now
Ain't got that swing
And that song was right
It's healthier this way
That's what the cynics say
The greatest challenge
Solitary endurance
So be it mine.
Who knows if more plans
Will come in time?
And for once in my life
I don't care.