The Antiques - Gun Shy lyrics

Shy was a man known for his word With his gun at his side Heard around the world Stunned and startled By a worried girl But the hour hand stopped And so they both hurried on They lived by sunsets Died by dawn Shy thought nothing in his young head was wrong It was a fortunate wind that took all night long To prove what he did To lose his lid Now bears more hype Than a gambler's bid So Shy lit a match And told that whole handsome story Of his first good catch And like lovers in summer Or the workers at dawn The day pa**es everyone Like a lonesome river's song And already ash was the windblown pipe Soldiered by poets Who ensure the good life 'Cause they speak as though they know it And refuse to deny it And then wakened when they show it While Shy is too quiet to reply So now there's a man known for what he's lost He crossed no boundaries And he cursed at the world He begged and borrowed For dollar bill black pearls To be in love