Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Cold stone Copper sky Salt on my lips Air tastes like endings Like names you forget Red walls lean inward Listening hard Boot prints like bruises On the skin of the dark [Chorus] Dead Horse Valley Breath caught in the gorge Tongue of the river Silver as a sword I leave my shadow Hung on the cedar tree Dead Horse Valley You sing the loss in me [Verse 2] Wind combs the sagebrush Slow Ancient hands Sand crawls in circles Erasing my plans Far cliff A raven Carves through the blue One rough syllable Sounds a lot like you [Chorus] Dead Horse Valley Breath caught in the gorge Tongue of the river Silver as a sword I leave my shadow Hung on the cedar tree Dead Horse Valley You sing the loss in me [Bridge] [Wordless vocal drone Low and close] (ohh-ahh, ohh-ahh) Low hum in my chest Old song in my teeth I taste iron I taste rain I taste what I can’t keep [Chorus] Dead Horse Valley Breath caught in the gorge Tongue of the river Silver as a sword I leave my shadow Hung on the cedar tree Dead Horse Valley You sing the rest of me
Tags
folk, Dark ambient indie-folk with a Gaelic hue; male vocals close-mic’d and breathy over sparse fingerpicked guitar in DADGAD, distant low drum swells, and droning harmonium. Verses stay hushed and intimate, almost spoken, while the chorus opens into layered, wordless Gaelic-style harmonies and reverb-drenched vocal stacks. Occasional bowed cymbal and subtle wind textures deepen the haunted canyon space, ending on a lingering vocal drone., moody, poetic, dark ambient, indie folk
Duration
3:58
Instrumental
No
Created
4/6/2026