Violent Kind of Freedom

(Yodelayheehoo) The ironwood is twisted and the hardpan's cracked and dry, Another hundred miles of sagebrush underneath the sky. The hawk up on the thermal has got nothin' on my soul, This restless heart of mine was never meant to be made whole. Just a shadow chasin' sunbeams past the next horizon's notch, Yeah, a shadow chasin' sunbeams, that's the only life I watch. Copper sweat is rising, staining collars deep and dark, Every mile is evidence, leaving an indelible mark. I've seen the canyon swallow every secret I could keep, While the world is locked in silence, and the valley floor is steep. No fences hold the static, no wall can block the heat, Just a rolling, heavy thunder, pounding underneath my feet. Oh, the light is burning golden, cutting through the haze, Losing track of yesterday, drifting through the maze. I am moving like the water when the river starts to break, Only tethered to the motion, for the quiet memory's sake. Not a prisoner to the distance, not a servant to the clock, Just a spirit made of starlight and the foundation of the rock. They said the road would bend me, they said the dust would blind, But I'm looking for the answers that the static left behind. It's a violent kind of freedom, it's a lonesome kind of grace, To be nowhere in the middle of a wide and empty space. So let the shadows lengthen, let the desert take the call, I'll be chasing down the morning, standing proud before I fall. ------------------------------------ Staubige Straßen, sengende Hitze und pure Freiheit. Ein Dankeschön an Jans Erbrecht, und an alle weitere beteiligten Mitglieder. #OutlawCountry #CountryMusic #BanjoVibes #WesternStyle #NewMusic #RoadtripSoundtrack #ShadowChasinSunbeams #Freedom #WildWest --------------------- Songwriter: lennox_frn2, Jans Erbrecht Sänger: Jans Erbrecht Ton: Diana, lennox_frn2