Aiming the Guns at Fate Songtext
von Mike Maimone

Her smile is painted on a teardrop canvas
She don′t wanna be the reason we're callin′ it a night
But she's a carnival packed up for the winter
Yeah, and we can see the frost formin' on brightly colored rides

′Cause she don′t talk during their song
No, she don't talk during their song

These days, nobody seems to talk about him
But in the shade of the old oak tree we ain′t forgotten
So you set the cruise control, I'll guide the wheel
We′re aiming the guns at fate and we're draggin′ him home
We're draggin' him home


The night is hangin′ on a pindrop moment
While the melody′s taking our memories for a ride
Last call for alcohol, that's it tonight
Yeah, but we can′t complain, he's got us feelin′ more alive

'Cause we don′t talk during their song
No, we don't talk during their song

These days, nobody seems to talk about him
But in the shade of the old oak tree we ain't forgotten
So you set the cruise control, I′ll guide the wheel
We′re aimin' the guns at fate and we′re draggin' him home
We′re draggin' him home

Now these days, nobody seems to talk about him
But in the shade of the old oak tree we ain′t forgotten
So you set the cruise control, I'll guide the wheel
We're aimin′ the guns at fate and we′re draggin' him home
We′re draggin' him home