We are one, a divining unity of tangled dreams
We were split at the hip in the guarded woods of the forest of the Hidden King
We were two then, strangers in the dark, hearts filled with madness and despair
We turned to the East, found no reprieve
Turned West just to compare
We are on the run, riding shotgun
Aim those silver bullets for the heart of the sun
If you’re a straight shooter, I’m a real pistol son
And you never will guess the way the West was won
We are one and our differences are not what they seem
We were split at the hip in water under the oak and cottonwood tree
We were two then sitting in the park, getting dark, in the floor of the valley where I sleep
Standing on the shoulders of giants soaking up the twilight fast asleep
We are on the run, riding shotgun
Aim those silver bullets for the heart of the sun
Got a couple straight shooters and a spool unspun
And you never will guess the way the West was won
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