In the shadows of a broken wheel,
Where echoes linger, time can't heal.
Underneath this empty sky,
I chase the whispers, let them fly.
Cold ground beneath my weary feet,
Walking slowly, defeat's heartbeat.
Every step is filled with rusted dreams,
Painting visions in fading seams.
Gravel tears fall on the silent road,
Each drop a story begging to be told.
Searching for light in the hazy night,
Finding solace in the faintest sight.
I reach for stars that fade away,
Lost in moments, I can't replay.
Yet in this emptiness, I start to find,
Fragments of hope weaving through my mind.
Broken wheel, but I still will ride,
Through the valleys where shadows slide.
Though the journey feels like standing still,
I'll break the chains of this broken wheel.
No more silence, let my heart sing,
A melody reborn, take flight on fragile wings.
For even in the darkness, I'll stand tall,
With each new dawn, I rise from the fall.
So let the winds of change collide,
And carry me towards the morning tide.
Though I walk through fields of pain and steel,
I'll mend my spirit on this broken wheel.
In the end, it's the love we feel,
That turns the shadows into something real.
With rusted dreams and gravel tears,
I find my way through all the years.
Blues
Broken wheel, empty sky, cold ground, rusted dreams, gravel tears