Dusty Bluez

When the sun dips low at the end of the day, and shadows collide,

I stand alone with a heavy sigh,

Lost in the thought of a life gone by.

The moonlight casts the pain on my face,

In the silence, my soul aches.

With every thought, my spirit breaks.

In the night, when the stars lose their shine,

I play the blues and let the pain unwind.