In the glow of the firelight,
I'm strumming on these strings,
Lost in the echoes of the night,
Where the loneliness clings.
The rooms are heavy with silence,
A weight that I can’t shake,
Each note is filled with defiance,
The heartache’s all I make.
Oh, the weary weight I carry,
Like a shadow on my soul,
Searching for a sign to bury,
These secrets I can’t control.
The moon casts her silver shine,
But it don’t warm the bone,
In this midnight of the mind,
I’m still here all alone.
These blues wrap ‘round my heart,
Like the smoke that fills the air,
Wishing for a brand new start,
But all I find is despair.
With each whisper of the night,
These strings they start to moan,
Glimmers of hope burn bright,
Yet I’m still on my own.
So as the fire dims and fades,
And the shadows take their claim,
I’ll carry on through this charade,
Knowing love’s not just a game.
In the quiet, I'll find my way,
Through the music and the strife,
I’ll play until the break of day,
And weave my weary life.
When the dawn breaks through the haze,
I’ll bid this loneliness goodbye,
In the warmth of the new day’s rays,
I’ll find the strength to fly.
Blues
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