

Prompt / Lyrics
There’s a hole in the drywall from a summer night When the beer was too cold and the air was too tight And I swore I’d be gone by the time the leaves turned brown. Now the frost is thick on the windshield glass And I’m watching the ghost of my twenty-somethings pass In the glow of the neon on the edge of this dying town. The dog’s been barking at a chain-link fence At a world that don’t make a lick of sense While I’m trying to remember what it feels like to be proud. [Chorus] And it’s a heavy kind of quiet when the sun goes down In a house built of wood and a heart built to drown And I’m reaching for a hand that I know ain't there. Just a rattled-up mind and a cough in my chest Giving up the past and failing the test Trying to breathe in a room with no damn air. Yeah, it’s static on the line and a soul beyond repair. [Verse 2] The preacher’s on the radio talking ‘bout grace But he ain't ever looked at this tired-out face Or the dirt under fingernails that’ll never wash clean. I got a brother in Vegas and a sister in jail And a truck in the driveway that’s destined to fail And I’m stuck in the middle of a life I didn't mean. I used to think the stars were a map for the lost Now I just see ‘em as stones in the frost Keeping count of the nights that I spent being mean. [Bridge] So pour me a double and turn out the light I ain't looking for a hero or a reason to fight I’m just looking for a way to make the humming stop Before the bottom falls out and the curtains finally drop! [Chorus] And it’s a heavy kind of quiet when the sun goes down In a house built of wood and a heart built to drown And I’m reaching for a hand that I know ain't there. Just a rattled-up mind and a cough in my chest Giving up the past and failing the test Trying to breathe in a room with no damn air. Yeah, it’s static on the line and a soul beyond repair. [Outro] .
Tags
Driving Americana, gravelly voice, heavy acoustic strumming, soulful harmonica, desperate and tired, Zach Bryan style.
4:07
No
2/11/2026