Lyrics Romy Chelminski - The Ballad of Silas Greaves

There are men who fear legends
But a man legends fear
He's a four holstered reaper
Crying bullets for tears.

When a draught comes in justice
Bullets make good rain.
When the heart ache is dried up
Only blood heals the pain.

There's a time for grieving
And a time to just pray
There's a time for forgiving
But it's not for today.

You can hide sins from the gavel
You can drown them in rum
When silas greaves finds you
There's nowhere to run.

And time goes too slowly
For the gunslingers eye
Till he's buried his promise
There's no time to cry.

There's a time for grieving
And a time to just pray
There's a time for forgiving
But it's not for today

There's a time for grieving
And time to just pray
When Silas Greaves finds you
It's a time you must pay
That's a time you must pay