Текст песни
Verse 1 Been runnin’ down this highway since the break of dawn, Chasin’ echoes of the things long gone. The truth’s a tune that won’t stay in key, But I play it anyway — it’s still part of me. Chorus There’s dust on my strings, but the sound’s still true, Every note remembers what I’ve been through. Life don’t shine, but it sure does sting, And I keep singin’ with the dust on my strings. Verse 2 People talk about freedom like they ever been free, But I’ve seen cages made of memory. Ain’t no gold that can buy back time, So I spend my soul just makin’ it rhyme. [guitar solor] Bridge Maybe I’m tired, maybe I’m blessed, Walkin’ that line between calm and unrest. If the road don’t end, I’ll keep movin’ still, ’Cause motion’s the only peace I feel. Chorus (Final) There’s dust on my strings, and a fire inside, Every scar I wear I wear with pride. Let the night come down, let the feedback ring, I’ll fade away with the dust on my strings.
