In the dark of midnight, I feel those chains,
Wrapped tight around my heart, whisperin’ your name.
The blues are callin’, a sorrowful tune,
Each note echoes softly, underneath the moon.
Yearning for a sunrise, to break the night,
But shadows keep on dancing, in the pale twilight.
Oh, freedom’s just a dream, behind these prison bars,
I’m lost in this longing, with the loneliness of stars.
The train is a-comin’, oh, can you hear that sound?
They say it carries wishes, on the wheels of solid ground.
But my heart is heavy, with the weight of what could be,
I’m stuck in this rhythm, where you used to be with me.
A bottle in the corner, it’s my only friend,
Drowning out the memories, trying to pretend.
But each drop I swallow, brings the pain anew,
Haunted by my choices, and the ghost of loving you.
The night drags on slowly, like a whisper in the wind,
As I trace the faded lines, where our story might begin.
Yet every time I reach for, that elusive light so bright,
The chains they pull me deeper, into this endless night.
So I’ll sing my blues, beneath this heavy sky,
A melody of yearning, that time can’t let me fly.
But maybe someday soon, I’ll find a way to break,
These midnight chains of heartache, for my weary soul’s sake.
In the stillness of the evening, I’ll search for what is true,
Looking for that freedom, where my heart can start anew.
Until that dream arrives, I’ll keep these shadows near,
For in the bittersweet darkness, your memory is clear.
Blues
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