Into the sunset
As the scarlet sun sets in the west a cowboy takes his last ride.

As he travels off into that sunset and fades into the horizon as just a memory.

You awake to the rising golden sun to the east.

You see that a new day has begun.

The campfire is cold and the cowboy’s coffee still sitting there.

You know that he has been here.

You know that he was watching over you.

To the cowboy ghost and his trusty steed, sleep well and peace be with thee.