Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Old stump chair Boots in the dirt Cold beer sweating On my flannel shirt Crickets in the hedgerow Moon hangs low I don’t say much But I let it go [Chorus] I’m just sittin’ by the burning fire Letting all my old ghosts tire Every crack and pop Another lesson learned Leaned back quiet in the midnight turn Heart still heavy But I don’t say a word I just breathe real slow Watching it burn [Verse 2] That busted photograph Curled at the sides All those promises We never tried Toss it in the flames Watch the colors run Ash in the updraft Story done [Chorus] I’m just sittin’ by the burning fire Letting all my old ghosts tire Every crack and pop Another lesson learned Leaned back quiet in the midnight turn Heart still heavy But I don’t say a word I just breathe real slow Watching it burn [Bridge] Smoke in my jacket Heat on my face Time finally moving At a mercy pace (oh yeah) If you saw me now You’d think I never hurt But I’m stitching back my soul Watching it burn [Chorus] I’m just sittin’ by the burning fire Letting all my old ghosts tire Every crack and pop Another lesson learned Leaned back quiet in the midnight turn Heart still heavy But I don’t say a word I just breathe real slow Watching it burn
Tags
Smoky country-rock ballad with deep male vocals; slow halftime groove over brushed kit, warm bass, and twangy baritone guitar. Verses stay low and intimate with plenty of grit, chorus widens with stacked harmonies and tremolo guitar swells. Subtle organ pad glues everything together; last chorus leans into a bigger, echoing vocal and a lingering guitar outro that fades like dying embers., relaxing, deep, vocal
Duration
4:37
Instrumental
No
Created
4/9/2026