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Lyrics
Verse 1
I drank the water from a strange and silver stream
It tasted sweet enough to wash away the dream
I let the heavy soil settle in my veins
And learned to love the quiet comfort of the chains
They say a willow tree can bend to meet the wind
But no one tells you where the dying will begin
When you're feeding on the minerals of a land you never knew
Until the wood becomes a rock that looks a lot like you
Chorus
You can fool the seasons, you can trick the sun
You can be the masterpiece that never was begun
But a ghost that casts a shadow is a heavy thing to be
Turning into stone while you're reaching for the sea
Yeah, the cruelest kind of murder that a desperate man can do
Is to build a perfect monument to someone who ain't you
Verse 2
I watched the iron slowly turn itself to red
A silent fire eating everything I said
It’s not the sudden crash that takes a man apart
It’s the endless, steady beating of a stranger's heart
You learn the language of a place you didn't choose
And you wear the polished leather of another man's shoes
Walking miles in a circle just to prove that you can stand
While the compass in your pocket spins wild in your hand
Chorus
You can fool the seasons, you can trick the sun
You can be the masterpiece that never was begun
But a ghost that casts a shadow is a heavy thing to be
Turning into stone while you're reaching for the sea
Yeah, the cruelest kind of murder that a desperate man can do
Is to build a perfect monument to someone who ain't you
Bridge
How long can you hold a shape that isn’t yours to keep?
Pacing like a prisoner while the warden is asleep
There’s a poison in the pride of bearing up the weight
When the altar that you bleed on is an empty twist of fate
The curse of being capable is learning how to hide
That you survived the bitter winter, but you froze to death inside
Chorus
You can fool the seasons, you can trick the sun
You can be the masterpiece that never was begun
But a ghost that casts a shadow is a heavy thing to be
Turning into stone while you're reaching for the sea
Yeah, the cruelest kind of murder that a desperate man can do
Is to build a perfect monument to someone who ain't you
Outro
Let the iron rust
Spit out the silver stream
Let the monument fall
Walk away from the stranger's ghost
Find your own shadow
And breathe
Details
GeneratedSep 2, 2026
Duration5:34
LanguageEnglish
Style
Unsettling melancholic outlaw country. Modern. Gravely. Male singer. Emotional and passionate. Desperation. Pain.
Credits
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