In a dusty barn where the shadows play,
I tie up my horse after another long day,
With leather reins and a heart full of dreams,
Out on the horizon, nothing’s ever as it seems.
Rolling thunder echoes through the night air,
Stormy clouds gather, but I have no fear,
These endless plains are where my soul roams free,
Every inch of this land is a part of me.
Whispers of a memory linger in the breeze,
Sunsets bathe the fields, putting my heart at ease,
Old wooden beams hold the tales of the past,
Of love and lost nights that forever will last.
As the rain starts to fall on this quiet town,
I keep looking up, never feeling down,
With every drop, I feel the earth come alive,
In this dusty barn, my spirit will thrive.
So let the storm rage on, let the wind howl and blow,
I’m rooted to this place where the wildflowers grow,
And when dawn breaks through, painting skies with gold,
I’ll ride those plains brave and bold.
For in this life of trials under stormy skies,
I’ll find the silver lining, I’ll always rise,
With leather reins in hand, and my heart in tune,
I’ll dance with the thunder beneath the same moon.
In the dusty barn where my soul feels at home,
Through the rolling thunder, together we’ll roam,
These endless plains are my sanctuary wide,
With love by my side, I’ll take life in stride.
So when the sun sets low and the stars come alive,
I’ll cherish this journey, it’s here that I thrive,
In this dusty barn, with memories to yearn,
I’ll embrace every moment, for it’s my turn.
Country
Dusty barn, leather reins, rolling thunder, stormy clouds, endless plains
Country
Dusty barn, leather reins, rolling thunder, stormy clouds, endless plains