Vine to Vine

I was a breath, short of death
I was in grave danger
And I tried with all my might, to grab myself in the assault of this
Strange stranger
I never did expect such intolerance from such a ranger
And now my body lies in the heat of the Texas sun
No time for revenge or anger
My wife sits and waits for me, but I will never come back home
Only so many years on this Earth, and this is how I go?
This land I have broken now has broken my fall
One bullet through the palm of my raised hand from a vicious man, not even that tall
Bury me south of the divided street
Pack that land, in between my teeth
I've always had my death, all planned out
And it just so happens, to be right now