Play It Your Way

[Intro] [Verse 1] A dusty room, a guitar in the light, Strings humming soft on a summer night. Dad’s hands on mine, guiding the way, “Apache” in the air, like shadows at play. [Chorus] Seven years old, but my heart’s on fire, Chasing the notes, climbing higher and higher. In every chord, I hear his voice say, “This is your anthem, son—play it your way.” [Verse 2] Late nights alone, fingers bruised and raw, Echoes of legends, the thrill of the flaw. Dad’s old cassette deck, rewinding the sound, A tape of his laughter, the treasure I found. [Chorus] Seven years old, but my heart’s on fire, Chasing the notes, climbing higher and higher. In every chord, I hear his voice say, “This is your anthem, son—play it your way.” [Bridge] Now pedals and wires, a tech-driven song, Mixing the past where my future belongs. Through static and reverb, his spirit’s alive, A melody born where our worlds collide. [Outro]