Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Bare feet on the heather Old road Fading sign Clouds roll over the mountains I leave the map behind Breath tastes like the ocean Name carried in the sky I’m lighter than my worries Too tired to ask why [Chorus] So I’ll go where the wind decides Let it pull Let it twist Let it change my mind Every weight I was born to hide Blown clean from my hands tonight If the storm wants to draw the lines Let it carve its own song through this quiet life I’ll go where the wind decides I’ll go where the wind decides (hey!) [Verse 2] Rain starts Then it’s laughing On my face In my hair Old fears try to find me But they vanish in the air Every “what if” behind me Like leaves along the stone I’m walking into nothing And it feels like going home [Chorus] So I’ll go where the wind decides Let it pull Let it twist Let it change my mind Every weight I was born to hide Blown clean from my hands tonight If the storm wants to draw the lines Let it carve its own song through this quiet life I’ll go where the wind decides I’ll go where the wind decides [Bridge] Carry me higher Higher (oh) Over the doubt Over the fire If I fall I fall in your arms If I rise I rise in your arms [Chorus] So I’ll go where the wind decides Let it roar Let it rise in a thousand cries Every voice like a flame in the sky Singing fear out of bone and mind If the storm wants to draw the lines We will stand We will shout as the clouds divide We’ll go where the wind decides We’ll go where the wind decides
Tags
rock, Celtic soft rock slow-burn: fingerpicked acoustic guitar and low whistle over a steady floor-tom pulse, male vocals starting intimate then rising into a belted roar. Verse 2 adds bodhrán, warm bass, and overdriven electric swells. Chorus lifts into full choir, big cymbal blooms, and octave double-tracked lead. Final chorus goes larger-than-life with soaring harmonies and sustained guitar chords that ring into silence., slow, celtic, soft rock
Duration
4:14
Instrumental
No
Created
3/22/2026