Livin

Dusty boots and a worn-out cap,

Heading home from the 9 to 5 trap.

Got my dreams in a bottle, and they're spillin' on the floor,

Another round for the heartache, can’t take it anymore.

Days blend like the shadows that stretch on the ground,

Clock ticks slowly in this one-horse town.

Wrench in my hand, as I tighten those seams,

But every turn's a reminder of my dying dreams.

Oh, my paycheck's a whisper, just barely enough,

Got a hunger for freedom, but the road is so rough.

With every drink, I'm a little more bold,

Dreamin' of stories that have yet to be told.

Pour me another, let it flow like the tears,

Chasin' the skyline, while drownin' my fears.

Victaulic's callin', but my heart's on the run,

I’m just a broke cowboy, under this setting sun.

Those steel pipes and hoses, they fit right in place,

But my mind's wanderin’ to a brighter space.

Where the grass is greener, and the skies are wide,

Not locked in the shadows where my dreams go to hide.

Oh, my paycheck's a whisper, just barely enough,

Got a hunger for freedom, but the road is so rough.

With every drink, I'm a little more bold,

Dreamin' of stories that have yet to be told.

Pour me another, let it flow like the tears,

Chasin' the skyline, while drownin' my fears.

Victaulic's callin', but my heart's on the run,

I’m just a broke cowboy, under this setting sun.

One day I’ll break these chains, leave it all in the dust,

Find a new road where I can trust.

Till then, I’ll sip on this bittersweet brew,

Dreamin' of a job where I’ll feel brand new.

Pour me another, let it flow like the tears,

Chasin' the skyline, while drownin' my fears.

Victaulic's callin', but my heart's on the run,

I’m just a broke cowboy, under this setting sun.

So here’s to the night and the stars up above,

Hoping for a break, for a life that I love.

With a heart full of hope and a skin full of scars,

I’ll find my way out, no matter how far.