In the shadows where the moonlight weeps,
A hollow freight of promises, driftin’ deep,
Faded chord strummin’ on a weary soul,
Underneath the bourbon glow, I feel the toll.
Every note a whisper of a love forlorn,
In the midnight air, where the heart is worn,
The echoes of our laughter now fade away,
Just shadows walkin’ with me through this fray.
Try to drown my sorrow with that whiskey burn,
But the silent storm inside won’t take its turn,
I chase the colors of the past, they slip,
Like smoke in the wind, lost in this trip.
Oh, I’ve danced with ghosts in the smoky haze,
Held hands with the night, lost in the maze,
The clock ticks slowly in this lonesome bar,
While the blues keep playin’ on the old guitar.
The faded pictures on the wall remind,
Of dreams once bright, now left behind,
I raise my glass to the love I knew,
But every sip just brings me back to you.
And as the band plays on, I feel the pain,
A smoky lament in this pouring rain,
But I hold onto hope, though it feels so far,
In this bittersweet melody, I’ll find my star.
So here’s to the nights when the heart can sing,
To the hollow freight that the memories bring,
With each bourbon glow, I’ll face the storm,
Embracing the shadows, in the blues, I’ll transform.
As the music fades and the lights grow dim,
I’ll keep your memory, safe and within,
In the silence that follows, my heart will find,
That smoky lament, forever entwined.
Blues
Smoky Lament, Hollow Freight, Faded Chord, Bourbon Glow, Silent Storm