As the credits roll...
At the end of this movie I dreamt
I was a raven soaring in the Wild West at dusk
And you were all cowboys in the glow of the fire.
The sunset was the color of sockeye salmon
And the mountains looked like paintings
In deep brushstrokes of crimson and alizarin.
I said you are heroes and you can ride
Into that sunset one day, tall upon your horse
For you have forged the gulfs and scaled the tops.
I said you could have done worse, much worse
With the legacy you were given but
You found your way in that cowboy scene.
I said just outside the frame right now
There are wives, girlfriends, a mom, children
And loved ones who tell the tale.
Of five cowboys around a campfire
Five brothers illuminated by flames
Who can smile and laugh at the end of day.
As their names roll by on the screen
Directed by, produced, and written by
Robert, Wayne, Alvin, David & Mike……….