where the heart beats slow,
Underneath the stars, where the wildflowers grow.
With a gravel chord strumming through my veins,
I hear the whispers of those lost refrains.
A faded campfire flickers in the night,
Casting shadows on dreams that still feel so right.
Memories dance like flames, in their gentle embrace,
In the warmth of the evening, I find my place.
Down in the lonely canyon, where echoes call my name,
I wander through the silence, nothing feels the same.
The moon peeks down, and the night takes flight,
Guiding me home through this endless night.
Oh, the shimmered sky holds the stories untold,
Of love and of loss, of the brave and the bold.
As I trace each star, I feel you nearby,
In the heart of the prairie, under this wide-open sky.
So here's to the moments, both bitter and sweet,
The gravel roads traveled, the hearts that we meet.
With the moon as my witness, I'll never forget,
The love we ignited in the last sunset.
As dawn breaks anew, and the echoes fade away,
I'll carry your laughter until my last day.
In the moonlit prairie, forever we'll stay,
With the spirit of dreams guiding our way.
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Moonlit Prairie, Gravel Chord, Faded Campfire, Lonely Canyon, Shimmered Sky