Lyrics

[Verse 1]
In a town where the wind rolls dust like time,
Stood a man in black, eyes steady, spine aligned.
They dressed him quiet in a coat of war and peace,
A soldier of truth, where the restless find release.

His hat, it was heavy with justice and fate,
Not bought on the shelf, but pulled from a gate.
He said not a word, but his silence rang loud,
A sentinel soul not lost in the crowd.

[Verse 2]
Down the canyon rode fire on four hooves,
A wild man unbroken, chasing what he’d lose.
His clothes were patchwork, stitched with regret,
A brother of grief he’d never forget.

He wore her old hat like a ghost on his head,
His sister long gone, but not from his tread.
He laughed like a wolf but his eyes held a war,
Hating the lawman he’d met once before.


[Bridge – Spoken Scripture Reading]

"The flesh wars against the Spirit, and the Spirit against the flesh;
and these are contrary to one another..."
—Galatians 5:17

"Put off the old man, which is corrupted…
and put on the new man, created in righteousness."
—Ephesians 4:22–24

[Verse 3]
They met at dusk where the silence hangs low,
Nose to nose, in the twilight’s cold glow.
One bore peace, the other bore pain,
One rode for freedom, the other for chains.

You could hear it—the war of the soul and the skin,
The thunder that breaks when two natures begin.
But only one man would ride off alive,
Only one heart would truly survive.


[Outro]
So saddle me right, Lord, tailor my frame,
Give me the courage to wear Your name.
Let the outlaw die on the edge of Your grace,
And the lawman rise with fire on his face.

Two riders rode in—but only one stood,
Dressed in the blood of the Only One good.
I bury my past where mercy runs deep,
And follow the Rider who woke me from sleep.