The Road Keeps Pullin' Me Along

I carried silence, like a heavy stone. Every town felt

colder, every bar alone. But a jukebox of mercy lit my veins.

And I found my voice in a stranger's refrain. I stitched my scars with whiskey

threads. Rode the pain till the past was dead. Found my healin'

in a stranger's song. Now the road keeps pullin' me along.

I drove through towns, with the lights burned low. Chasin' shadows where

the wild wind blows. Every mile carved the pain away. But the fire

in my chest still had its say. The bottle burned, but it set