Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Three names carved in a sycamore,
Each one faded more than the last.
Promises made, like the wind they tore,
Left me chasing shadows of the past.
[Prechorus]
Whiskey’s cheaper than forgetting,
But neither one’s worth a damn.
[Chorus]
I’m a tumbleweed heart, rolling alone,
Every root I plant turns to stone.
Love’s a storm that don’t ever stay,
Blows through my life, then drifts away.
[Verse 2]
Mama said, “Son, life’ll bruise your soul,”
Guess she knew the weight of goodbye.
I’ve seen good things turn bitter and cold,
Watched hope burn out in the blink of an eye.
[Prechorus]
Ain’t no map for where I’m heading,
Just dust and dreams in my hand.
[Chorus]
I’m a tumbleweed heart, rolling alone,
Every root I plant turns to stone.
Love’s a storm that don’t ever stay,
Blows through my life, then drifts away.
Style
sparse percussionslow temposomber and reflective moodcountrysadsoft male vocalsacoustic with steel guitar
Prompt
a sad country song about multiple breakups and hardships
Credits
Prompt byImproviserElectric801
GeneratedNov 21, 2025
ModelAria v5
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