The sun's sinking low, painting skies in gold,
With memories wrapped in the warmth of the fold.
These miles stretch behind me, worn like an old song,
Echoes of heartache where I once felt I belonged.
The tires keep rolling, chasing shadows of the past,
With every turn taken, I'm learning to let go fast.
Freedom's a whisper on the wind at my side,
But the weight in my chest feels like it won't ever hide.
Look at that sunset, it's a bittersweet glow,
Reminds me of laughter, the good times we’d know.
But the dust in the rearview is more than just ground,
It's the pieces of love that got lost and not found.
Out here on this highway, it's a long, lonesome ride,
Each mile's a reminder of what I pushed aside.
But I won't let the heartache keep me chained to the past,
I'll find strength in the silence, and I'll breathe free at last.
So let the horizon stretch out, as far as I can see,
Every sunset a promise of who I’ll be.
With the dust swirling softly, I’ll rise above the pain,
In the glow of tomorrow, I’ll learn to love again.
The fading light’s guiding me, painting paths yet unknown,
With heart wide open, I won’t walk this road alone.
For every goodbye, there's a new hello in the night,
And I'll find my way home, guided by the twilight.
Country
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