

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] [Violin crying Soft guitar picking under] [Verse 1] Coffee’s gone cold List of things I never did Dust on the Bible On the shelf where I was a kid Mirror’s just a stranger In my daddy’s eyes Hands still shaking But they ain’t tied [Chorus] I gotta do more While I still got time to do it Say what I never said Before the good Lord pulls me through it There’s a road out there With my footprints missing in the line I gotta do more While I still got time [Verse 2] Letters in a shoebox Stamps from places I never saw Every “maybe someday” Turned to rust on the metal door Phone full of numbers That I never dared to dial I’m scared of their silence Scared of their smile [Chorus] I gotta do more While I still got time to do it Call every buried name Before the nightlight fades me to it There’s a hand out there That I should’ve held when it was mine I gotta do more While I still got time [Bridge] I hear that clock Like a distant train Rolling Rolling Through my veins If this is my last season Let me bleed a little grace Leave more than an empty chair And an old man’s face [Chorus] I gotta do more While I still got time to do it Kneel in the gravel Let forgiveness cut right through it There’s a song out there With my name tangled in the rhyme I gotta do more While I still got time [Outro] [Violin swells Guitar and voice almost a whisper] While I still got time (while I still got time)
Tags
rock, Slow country-rock ballad, trembling male vocals with deep Leonard Cohen-style grit. Sparse, mournful violin intro over brushed drums and warm bass; verse sits low with picked electric guitar and subtle organ pad. Chorus opens slightly with harmonies and cracked falsetto touches, violin answering the vocal. Final chorus strips back to voice, guitar, and violin, ending on a held, fragile note., vocal, violin, slow, country rock, sad
4:06
No
2/23/2026