colmandShe shines like steel under darkened skies,
And I trace the clouds with my tired eyes.
A desert of dreams, with a fire untamed—
And I whisper softly her name.
She gets covered in chrome,
I get covered in tears.
She’s drinkin’ in dunes,
While they shoey the beers.
Kickin’ up dust with her sun-kissed hair,
I’m struck by the silence, I’m just standin’ there.
Thank them rats for the shout-out,
For the wild and the loud and the ride no doubt.
Holy moly, my lady,
She's fierce, she's bold, she's crazy.
Burnin’ brighter than the blaze—
Yeah, that girl is so brave.
She paints on her soul to brighten the mood,
traversing the flames where no one else could.
They raise up their glass, while she steals the show,
And I write songs that she’ll never know.
Chrome reflections, tear-stained skies,
We both wear masks, we both wear lies.
But she moves like thunder, raw there and free—
And I’m stuck in echoes, watchin’ her leave.
Thank them rats for the shout-out,
For the nights that we won’t talk about.
Holy moly, my lady,
She broke the mold that made me.
She’s a wildfire I couldn’t tame—
Yeah, the girl is so brave.
So here’s to chrome and dune-side beers,
To the girl who danced through all my fears.
She rides the storm while I remain—
But oh, I’ll never forget her name.
