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Lyrics
[Intro]
From cold northern skies to southern flames,
Living stories, different names.
[Verse 1]
Minnesota morning lights, protests in the streets,
Blue-haired dreams and icy winds, where I walked my beats.
But heavy is the reason, behind the winter’s veil,
Chaos and contention, stories that unveil.
[Pre-Chorus]
Now I’m down in Tennessee, where the Bible belts swing,
Watching new horizons form, new melodies to sing.
[Chorus]
Different lands, different flows, changing every day,
In the heart of Dixie, looking for a way.
From icy lakes to thorny vines, the struggle and the sway,
Finding my own voice, come what may.
[Verse 2]
The neighbor’s teasing smile, with her daring flair,
Thirteen and fearless, shadows in her stare.
Food with a bite, every plant a threat,
Insects, snakes, lurking fears, never to forget.
[Pre-Chorus]
Without a church or prayer, bars and talks are rare,
But I carve my path, in the open air.
[Chorus]
Different lands, different flows, changing every day,
In the heart of Dixie, looking for a way.
From icy lakes to thorny vines, the struggle and the sway,
Finding my own voice, come what may.
[Bridge]
Drama in the streets, and stories in my mind,
Seeking my own truth, leaving doubts behind.
Family, government, the chaos that I see,
Is just a chapter in my own epiphany.
[Outro]
So here I stand, in southern sun, still trying to find,
A place to breathe, believe, to leave the past behind.
Different worlds collide inside this land of fire,
But I keep searching for my own desire.
Details
GeneratedJan 24, 2026
Duration2:34
LanguageEnglish
Style
Folk rock, introspective, acoustic guitar, subtle percussion, evocative vocals, rap, hip hop, trap
Credits
Prompt byDroneSound72
ModelAria v5
