Fields of Verse

[Intro] Beneath the weathered sky I walk the line of memories Dust... and quiet rain remembers us both [Verse 1] We buried a piece of me with you, in a field of when we were whole A secret orchard where the heart forgot its name I clutched the shovel of silence, hollowed out the ache I couldn’t show And whispered goodbye to the shadow wearing your face [Pre-Chorus] But the road kept singing your absence through the open plain A distant river carving verses into my skin [Chorus] I write the breath you left behind in lines of wind and stone Let the land become a canvas for the ache I’ve known Through ink and open sky I learn to stand alone Solace grows where the wild pages flow [Verse 2] Somewhere between dawn and dusk I found a map inside my chest Tattered edges map the places I refuse to forget I bury pain again and again in colors born of rain and sun Until the mountains answer back in their own old vocabulary [Pre-Chorus] The horizon leans in close, a patient, quiet friend It teaches me to listen for the echoes of your name [Chorus] I write the breath you left behind in lines of wind and stone Let the land become a canvas for the ache I’ve known Through ink and open sky I learn to stand alone Solace grows where the wild pages flow [Bridge] If art is a doorway, I’ll walk through, unafraid Let the plains sing back the story that remained If part of me rests where you rest, I’ll rise where it’s not afraid To bloom beyond the darkened memory’s gate [Chorus] I write the breath you left behind in lines of wind and stone Let the land become a canvas for the ache I’ve known Through ink and open sky I learn to stand alone Solace grows where the wild pages flow [Outro] So I bury, but I also bloom, in the margins of the shown and seen A farewell turned to verse, a harbor built from what was torn free ]