Tracks in the Selway by OvertoneLunar470 - Zona

Tracks in the Selway

Track · Mar 2, 2026 · English

Tracks in the Selway

OvertoneLunar470

Duration

3:22

Language

English

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Dust on the dashboard

River smoke on my clothes

Map folded

Coffee cold

Pine sap on my soul

Boot prints in the two-track

Old scars in my knees

I traded hunting IEDs

For fresh bear sign in the leaves

[Chorus]

Now it’s tracks in the Selway

Not tracks in the sand

I follow ’em slow with a rifle in hand

Used to scan every shadow for something that bites

Now I’m just counting these ridgelines and nights

But the wars in my head don’t care where I stand

I’m walking with ghosts in this quiet of land

Yeah

I’m out here breathing in cedar and ash

Still hearing brothers who never came back

[Verse 2]

Thunder when a limb snaps

I flinch

Then I laugh

’Cause my heart’s already halfway

Back to that other path

Names on my dog tag

Names carved in my chest

I whisper them over

When the sun sinks in the west

[Chorus]

Now it’s tracks in the Selway

Not tracks in the sand

I follow ’em slow with a rifle in hand

Used to scan every shadow for something that bites

Now I’m just counting these ridgelines and nights

But the wars in my head don’t care where I stand

I’m walking with ghosts in this quiet of land

Yeah

I’m out here breathing in cedar and ash

Still hearing brothers who never came back

[Bridge]

Wish you could see this valley

How the frost lifts off the ground

I pour one out on the gravel

When the evening shuts things down (oh)

If peace is out here hiding

Somewhere past this last switchback

I’ll keep on scouting these ridges

Till I finally bring it back

[Chorus]

Now it’s tracks in the Selway

Not tracks in the sand

I follow ’em slow with a rifle in hand

Used to scan every shadow for something that bites

Now I’m just counting these ridgelines and nights

But the wars in my head don’t care where I stand

I’m walking with ghosts in this quiet of land

Yeah

I’m out here breathing in cedar and ash

Still loving brothers who never came back

Style

raw americana ballad with male vocals; lowpulsing kick and brushed snare under a mournful slide guitar. first verse sparse with fingerpicked acoustic; chorus swells with harmony stack and organ bed. second verse adds gritty electric fills; bridge strips back to vocal and guitar before a final full-band lift.fresh

Prompt

Bear hunting in the Selway, combat and injuries traumatic Brain injuries, wars in my head, missing my brothers that didn’t make it, trading hunting IEDs for scouting and finding fresh bear track, PTSD

Credits

Prompt byOvertoneLunar470

GeneratedMar 2, 2026

ModelAria v5