I hear the echoes of my pain,
The train rolls by on those empty tracks,
A slow lament, no turning back.
The city sleeps beneath the clouds,
But my heart aches, it screams out loud,
The fading light whispers soft goodbyes,
Underneath the weight of these tired skies.
Each note I play, it bends and breaks,
Like dreams I had, that love forsakes,
Through shattered hopes and bottle cries,
I find my solace in the night’s disguise.
The shadows dance on the crumbling walls,
While memories linger, that heartache calls,
The world keeps spinning, but I stand still,
Like a ghost of love, haunted by will.
Lonely blues in this quiet space,
Wrapped in sorrow, I search for grace,
But the midnight rain won’t wash it away,
Just carries the tune of yesterday.
So let me strum these bent-out strings,
As heartache’s song is all that it brings,
In fading light, I’ll find my fight,
And walk these empty tracks toward the night.
With every drop that falls to the ground,
A love once lost, still lingers around,
But I’ll carry on, I’ll find my way,
In the midnight rain, come what may.
Now I’m ready to lay it all down,
In the quiet blues of this lonely town.
For even in sorrow, I’ll make my stand,
And let the fading light guide my hand.
Blues
Bent strings, midnight rain, empty tracks, slow lament, fading light
Blues
Bent strings, midnight rain, empty tracks, slow lament, fading light