Owen Westerholt - The Last Cowboy

Walking along an empty road
Where the buildings used to stand
Fractures and dust collect in the bones
Of what used to be Paradise
The lone man
He stands
Looks to the west
Even though he knows
There's nothing left
He gathers himself
Soul and all
And prepares to make his final voyage
This is the last cowboy
He knows this truth
And it hurts him so
He will venture as far as he goes
Where nobody knows
Nobody knows
Long ago this land was prosperous
Men and Women
As far as I could see
Hands were dirty
For my family
Hard work was spent with friends
But oh where did they go?
As my life has died away
There's nothing left
There's nothing left
And I must venture away...

Written by:
Owen Westerholt

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