Down by the river where the shadows creep,
I’m drowning in silence, the secrets I keep.
Reflections of memories dance on the glass,
A heart full of echoes, a love that won’t last.
These delta nights whisper low and slow,
Rusty soul chasing the dreams I let go.
The Southern wind calls with a voice so sweet,
A haunted refrain beneath these tired feet.
Got a troubled mind, but I carry my load,
Riding this lonely train down a broken road.
The rhythm of sorrow plays soft in my chest,
Each tuneless note brings a pulse of unrest.
The stars above flicker like a long-lost flame,
Reminders of laughter now lost to the pain.
Each mile that I travel, I’m searching for home,
But the darkness surrounds me, I’m destined to roam.
Though I wander through dark waters that freeze,
I still feel the warmth of old memories seize.
In the heart of the night, I’ll find my way back,
To the light of forgiveness that fills up the cracks.
So here’s to the journey, each stumble and strain,
To the songs of the heart that come from the rain.
With every new sunrise, I’ll rise up again,
Embracing the beauty from every dark pain.
Blues
Dark waters, Broken glass, Delta nights, Rusty soul, Troubled mind, Southern wind, Lonely train