Last Bullet To Fall (ft Johnny Minstrel)

I wrote this last year after some tragic news events. While the gun control discussion goes on, I’m still hoping… A real pleasure to have Pravinand joining in…thanks mate, your harmonica really gives this a lift. @johnny-minstrel Last Bullet To Fall (Brian Peters) He had his workout, got into shape With a pre-dawn run Bought some takeout, briskly escaped Into the morning sun A rodded wood beam, trigger and tape That he found on the ‘net Some target shooting, sling bag and cape And he was finally set He moved behind the crowded scene Like a snake on the ground Raised his head, uncoiled to spring As he fired his rounds Now I’m holding my breath Like I’m under water For the death of death In the ever after Where the reels of regret Will be turned into laughter But till that trumpet calls I’ll be shouting from the top of the city walls Waiting for the last bullet to fall Some weeks before I was glued to my phone Just scrolling through Caught my eye some kids had died In a Texas school Slip of a lad just went mad With an AR-15 Shot his gran, got into her van Headed down the street Powder and lead were burning red In the midday heat Twenty-One Dead, the headline read It was the bloodiest scene So I’m holding my breath Like I’m under water For the death of death In the ever after Where the peals of lament Will be spun into laughter But till that trumpet calls I’ll be shouting from the top of the city walls Yes I’m holding my breath Like I’m under water For the death of death In the sweet hereafter Where the steel of dissent Will be bent to a ploughshare But till that trumpet calls I’ll be shouting from the top of the city walls Waiting for the last bullet to fall