West Texas Dreams

Desert stretchin’, endless sand, gold horizon burnin’ bright,

Boots crunch gravel, under skies that never say goodnight.

Cactus arms raised, a choir of the dry,

Rattlesnake whispers, secrets in the cry.

Oil pumps noddin’, mechanical prayer,

Dust on the wind, it’s everywhere.

Barbed wire fences, cut the land in veins,

West Texas heartbeat, pumpin’ through my brain.

West Texas dreams, where the sun don’t sleep,

Wide open roads and promises to keep.

Dusty winds howl, a melody unseen,

In West Texas dreams, I chase what I believe.

Tumbleweed drifters, they roll with no name,

Shadows play tag with the moon’s silver flame.

Church bells echo, ghost towns hum,

History buried, where the coyotes run.

Gas station lights flicker, neon hums low,

Lone star above, guiding where to go.

Heat waves shimmer, mirage on the street,

West Texas rhythm, under my feet.

Is it freedom, or just the space?

Endless horizon, no finish to this race.