High Desert Wide Open

[Verse 1]
Dust on my boots
Coffee in a paper cup
Two-lane ribbon
Unraveling out of Utah sun
Red rock cathedrals
Windows carved by wind and time
I roll the window down
Let that dry air clear my mind
[Chorus]
Oh, this wide, wild western sky
Where the road runs out of reasons why
Snow on the peaks
Heat in the valley below
From the pines to the painted stone
It all feels like coming home
In the beauty of the western United States
Where my restless spirit goes
[Verse 2]
Train yards in Cheyenne
Old names on leaning signs
Rust and wildflowers
Fighting for the same small slice
Golden fields in Idaho
Wave like some forgotten hymn
Rain in northern Oregon
Soft enough to let me in
[Chorus]
Oh, this wide, wild western sky
Where the road runs out of reasons why
Snow on the peaks
Heat in the valley below
From the pines to the painted stone
It all feels like coming home
In the beauty of the western United States
Where my restless spirit goes
[Bridge]
Saguaro silhouettes
Against a burning Arizona dusk
Montana rivers
Cold enough to earn my trust
Every mile a story
Every canyon holds a name
I keep chasing all that open space
‘Cause I’m made of the same
[Chorus]
Oh, this wide, wild western sky
Where the road runs out of reasons why
Snow on the peaks
Heat in the valley below
From the pines to the painted stone
It all feels like coming home
In the beauty of the western United States
That’s where my restless spirit goes

country, Cinematic folk-pop with warm acoustic guitar, gentle piano, and brushed drums. Verses stay intimate and detailed; choruses bloom with stacked male/female harmonies and a soaring fiddle line. Subtle pedal steel shimmers on the edges, building to a final, expansive chorus that feels like cresting a mountain pass into endless sky.