I’m at the crossroads of my night,
With shadows dancing, holding tight,
The blues are whisperin’ in my ear,
Chains of sorrow, crystal clear.
I hear the trains a-comin’ down the line,
Each whistle’s calling, "Boy, it’s time,"
But freedom’s just a step away,
In the dark, I’m findin’ my way.
Oh, the chains that bind my weary heart,
In every tear, they play their part,
Yet deep inside, the fire still burns,
For every lesson, there’s a chance to learn.
Take a look around and see the stars,
They hang above, like hopeful scars,
The night is vast, but hope won’t fade,
On this road, my soul’s remade.
I’ve walkin' through the fields of doubt,
With every struggle, I scream and shout,
But at the dawn, there’s a light that breaks,
A promise waiting, for freedom’s sake.
So I’ll carry on with my heavy load,
Breaking these chains, finding my road,
Tomorrow’s dawn will lead me home,
At the crossroads, I will roam.
I’m leaving behind what once held fast,
With every step, I'm free at last,
No more fear in the dead of night,
I've found my peace, and it feels so right.
So here’s my song, let it be heard,
In the heart of night, every whispered word,
Just like the blues that set me free,
At the crossroads, I’ve become me.
Blues
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