In the fading light where the heartache roams,
I find myself lost in these shadowed chords,
As the aching dusk wraps the day in its arms,
I’m searching for solace in these tired words.
The smoky tide rolls in with a heavy sigh,
It pulls at my soul like the whispers of night,
With a weary rhythm that softens the pain,
Bringing trembling blues that cut through the fight.
Oh, the velvet whispers, they dance in my mind,
They tell me of love that’s been left behind,
And the rusted light that flickers in vain,
Holds the secrets of dreams that I can’t quite reclaim.
As I sit on this porch with a drink in my hand,
The shadows grow longer, my time’s slipped like sand,
But I still hear the echoes in each lonely tune,
Singing soft to the stars that light up the gloom.
Now the night settles in like an old friend’s embrace,
And I find my peace in this desolate place,
With the smoky tide calling, the velvet night flows,
I’ll cradle these blues till the morning light shows.
So if you ever feel like you're lost in the dark,
Just listen for whispers, wait for the spark,
In the rusted light where the heartache may wander,
You’ll find a way through, still yearning for wonder.
And when dawn breaks anew, casting shadows aside,
I’ll carry these chords, like my spirit, they’ll ride,
In the echoes of dusk where the aching sets free,
I’ll hold tight to the music, forever with me.
Blues
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