I do not own Trigun / Vash "the Stampede": he belongs to the amazing Mr. Yasuhiro Nightow.
Things Vash may have pondered, at least part of the time, during all the many years when he wandered alone.
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Pondering Destiny
I roam long hours through trackless wastes
My name is known, but not my face
Alone upon the desert sands
The barren dunes of No Man's Land
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Wand'rer, drifter, forgotten soul
Now we're apart, can I be whole?
I hear your words, and through my tears
I've watched this world a hundred years
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Dear Rem, he stole your life from you
That hour my heart with tears imbued
I try to live to make you proud
...will this red coat become my shroud?
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Each life precious, equally dear
Your life for theirs was traded here
I'll save as many as I can
Upon this desolate dry land
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I must go face him yet again
Knives who's slain so many men
None else can stop him, so I must
Prevent his schemes at any cost
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I know not when or where I'll find
That one who's purged love from his mind
With all my weakness, can I be
The one who sets this planet free?
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These foolish normal humans here
Know not from Knives they've much to fear
I love them as you'd wish, Dear Rem
Like you, I'd give my life for them