The night road whispers secrets, under skies so deep and wide,
With a gravel rhythm rolling, where the shadows like to hide.
An echo of my footsteps, on this winding road I roam,
In the starlit blues of freedom, I can almost feel at home.
Each star's a distant promise, shining bright against the dark,
A moonlit breeze comes dancing, igniting every spark.
But the heart’s a heavy vessel, filled with dreams that slip away,
Like an echoed cry of yearning, for the love I lost today.
Oh, the winding road it beckons, with its tales of love and pain,
Every turn a new adventure, every sigh a soft refrain.
I can hear those gravel whispers, telling stories of the night,
While I chase the starlit blues and try to make it right.
But the distance keeps on calling, pulls me deeper in the night,
With every mile I'm searching, for a flicker, for a light.
In the arms of the moon's embrace, I find solace in the pain,
And the echoed cry of longing, becomes a sweet refrain.
So I’ll keep on moving forward, through the dusky, dreamy haze,
With a heart that's full of sorrow and a mind that wanders days.
For the starlit blues are aching, but they teach me how to sing,
In the rhythm of the gravel, I find strength in everything.
And as I walk this winding road, with shadows by my side,
I’ll carry all my memories, where my hopes and dreams collide.
When the morning sun comes shining, I’ll let go of all that’s past,
For in the heart of every journey, there’s a love that’s meant to last.
Blues
Gravel Rhythm, Starlit Blues, Winding Road, Echoed Cry, Moonlit Breeze