With every step I take, I feel the world unwind,
Dusty boots on gravel, leaving worries far behind.
The whisper of the pines, a soft melody in the breeze,
This open range is calling, it's where I'm meant to be.
Acoustic strings are strumming, with a rhythm oh so sweet,
A song of quiet freedom, where my heart and spirit meet.
The sun dips low, painting skies in shades of fire,
I’m chasing down the daylight, fueled by my desire.
The silhouette of mountains, standing tall against the light,
I find my peace within them, as day turns into night.
With the stars as my compass, and the moonlight as my guide,
I'll wander through this vastness, and let my dreams decide.
The winding trail ahead leads to places yet unknown,
But I’m not afraid of journeys, I won’t be alone.
For with every twist and turn, I’m drawing closer still,
To a heart that’s filled with promise, and a mind that’s free at will.
So here I sit in wonder, as the golden sun sets low,
With an acoustic serenade that makes my spirit glow.
In this boundless summer evening, with the world at my feet,
I know I’ve found my haven, where my heart and soul can meet.
So let the stars keep shining, and the night wrap me in grace,
For in this quiet freedom, I’ve finally found my place.
A winding trail beneath the sky, I know I’ll always roam,
With every golden sunset, I am never far from home.
Country
Winding trail, golden sunset, acoustic strings, open range, quiet freedom
Country
Winding trail, golden sunset, acoustic strings, open range, quiet freedom