On these dusty plains where the shadows play,
Tired horses wander, seeking light of day,
Shattered dreams linger like ghosts in the breeze,
As I trace my steps on memories that tease.
Fading embers glow in the cold of night,
Whispers of a love that once felt so right,
With worn-out boots on this lonesome road,
I carry my heart, though it's heavy with load.
These restless nights keep me wide awake,
Chasing the past like a path I can’t shake,
Every mile I wander, I feel the pull,
Of a rambling heart that's lost in the lull.
Stars above twinkle, like faded hopes,
While the wind sings a song of lost scopes,
Each sorrowed sigh, a prayer on the breeze,
For the dreams that are scattered like autumn leaves.
Oh, the sun will rise on another day,
But the echoes of love won’t just fade away,
I’ll keep on riding through the heartache and strain,
With the spirit of hope driving me through the pain.
So here's to the nights spent counting the stars,
To the fights and the laughter, the tears and the scars,
With tired horses beneath a sky so vast,
I’ll saddle my fears; I’ll make peace with the past.
In the twilight glow, I find my calm,
Embracing the journey, my heart’s soothing balm,
And as the sun sets on this winding route,
I’ll cherish the moments where my soul found root.
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Tired horses, Shattered dreams, Fading embers, Rambling heart, Worn-out boots, Dusty plains, Restless nights