White Veil on the Road

[Verse 1]
Dust on my boots, moon’s got a glare,
Fog wraps the trees like a widow’s despair.
8 Mile whispers, gravel crunches slow,
Legends ride shotgun, where the cold winds blow.
Lantern light flickers, shadows creep in pairs,
A white veil floats, but there’s no bride there.
Stories 'bout the Woman, her scream cuts deep,
On this cursed asphalt, ain’t no rest or sleep.
[Chorus]
White veil on the road, she waits in the night,
Eyes full of sorrow, pale face in the light.
Stockton's ghostly tale, it chills to the bone,
You ain't ever truly drivin’ this road alone.
[Verse 2]
Rod cast in the water, the surface don’t stir,
But the depths keep secrets, they belong to her.
Bass won’t bite, but the chills might snag,
Echoes in the reeds, like a mournful flag.
Car wrecks twisted, bones under the dirt,
Each mile a memory of unspeakable hurt.
Dumping ground heavy, sins weigh like lead,
Where the Woman in White mourns the nameless dead.
[Pre-Chorus]
Eyes on the rearview, heart starts to pound,
You feel her there, without a sound.

country rap, eerie, haunting male vocals with storytelling flow, acoustic banjo and sparse 808s, rap, country