Whiskey and Willow

[Verse 1] The jukebox spins a dusty hymn, a waltz of worn-out dreams, Where the neon flickers softly like the tears in old moonbeams. You left your shadow on the floor, where our boots used to sway, Now the steel guitar’s cryin’ the words I’ll never say. [Chorus] Oh, the bourbon burns like your goodbye, a fire I can’t outrun, And the fiddle hums a lullaby for the love we left undone. Through the haze of smoke and memory, I still see your face, In the cracks of this old heartache, time can’t erase. [Verse 2] The porch light dims to ember glow, the night wears yesterday’s lace, Your letters fade to ghostly notes in this lonesome, hollow space. The willow weeps by the riverside, its roots drink whispers deep, Where I buried all the promises you swore you’d keep. [Chorus] Oh, the bourbon burns like your goodbye, a fire I can’t outrun, And the fiddle hums a lullaby for the love we left undone. Through the haze of smoke and memory, I still see your face, In the cracks of this old heartache, time can’t erase. [Bridge] The highway hums a restless tune, a freight train’s lonesome wail, I trace your name in window frost where the frostbite tells its tale. The harmonica’s breath turns cold, like the bed you quit at dawn, And the ache of what’s gone missing is the road I’m stumbling on. [Verse 3] The sheriff’s clock ticks quarter-past the hour you rode away, My reflection in the barroom glass don’t recognize the gray. But the acoustic strings still tremble with the weight of what we’ve lost, A ballad for the crossroads where our shadows double-crossed. [Chorus] Oh, the bourbon burns like your goodbye, a fire I can’t outrun, And the fiddle hums a lullaby for the love we left undone. Through the haze of smoke and memory, I still see your face, In the cracks of this old heartache, time can’t erase. [Outro] *(Instrumentation fades: steel guitar, fiddle, and soft harmonies linger, then dissolve into silence.)* --- **Language of Input Content:** English