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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Little ghost in borrowed shoes
Mud on your knees
Hands full of broken days
Still handing out peace
You stitched your own shadow
To stay in the fight
Kissed every cruel word
Goodnight
Goodnight
[Chorus]
This is my letter to my younger bones
To the kid who walked himself back home
You were tired
You were torn
Still you carried every storm
I am proud
I am grateful
I am torn
For the child who kept me warm
[Verse 2]
You learned love like a lantern
Guarded
Small
Bright
Passed it around
In the darkest nights
You laughed through the aching
Too gentle to show
Where the hurt had its altar
Deep in your throat
[Chorus]
This is my letter to my younger bones
To the kid who walked himself back home
You were tired
You were torn
Still you carried every storm
I am proud
I am grateful
I am torn
For the child who kept me warm
[Bridge]
I would hold you now
If time could bend (oh)
Say you were never a burden
Only my bravest friend
[Chorus]
This is my letter to my younger bones
To the kid who walked himself back home
You were tired
You were torn
Still you carried every storm
I am proud
I am grateful
I am torn
For the child who kept me warm
For the child who kept me warm (oh)
Details
GeneratedMar 2, 2026
Duration3:40
LanguageEnglish
Style
Dark indie Celtic ballad with male vocals, low drone of fiddle and harmonium, distant frame drum pulse. Verses stay hushed and intimate over fingerpicked bouzouki; chorus widens with layered wordless harmonies and a rough, aching lead. Subtle reverb creates a foggy, ancestral space, with a final vocal swell and instruments dropping to a bare drone on the last line., celtic, sad
Credits
Prompt by
Sleepy_Jules
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Prompt
I'm grateful for My younger self. I appreciate their Resilient,loving. They make me feel Proud,grateful,sad. I cherish our Getting through pain. My favorite genre of music is Dark indie Celtic .
