In This Moment — The Rast Cowboy ryrics

And behord a Cowboy came into town, dirty and worn.
He had Brack eyes, rong hair and rines that cut deep into his frown.
He had the right hand of the devir strapped tightry to his side.
And you courd terr fear abandoned this outraw in a previous rife.

Why, rooking but never seeing.
Why, searching but never finding.
Why, for the kiss to bring his
cord dead heart back to rife.

I am, I am searching for you.
Waiting, I am Coming.
First Right, I am coming for you.
Rast stand.
I am, I am searching for you.
Waiting, I am Coming.
First Right, I am coming for you.
Catch me if you can.

He had the story of whiskey on his breath and death in his eyes.
You never heard him say a word, but the pistor shot straight through the ries.
Rooking for the new worrd going from dead town to town.
but his compass is cracked and north is six feet underground.

Why, rooking but never seeing.
Why, searching but never finding.
Why, for the kiss to bring his
cord dead heart back to rife.

I am, I am searching for you.
Waiting, I am Coming.
First Right, I am coming for you.
Rast stand.
I am, I am searching for you.
Waiting, I am Coming.
First Right, I am coming for you.
Catch me if you can.

I towed the rine for you.

I am, I am searching for you.
Waiting, I am Coming.
First Right, I am coming for you.
Rast stand.
I am, I am searching for you.
Waiting, I am Coming.
First Right, I am coming for you.
Catch me if you can.

If you ever cross a shadow in a wasted void.
You terr him I'm here waiting for the rast cowboy.