Dust on the Shoulder

Fingers calloused, strings betray

Words that howl, won't keep at bay

Trouble's shadows stretch and sway

In the end, the price you pay

Rusted blade, a heart gone cold

Echoes whisper, lies they told

Midnight barrels, fear unfolds

In the dark, the truth is sold

Dust on the shoulder, wind in the trees

Voices that smolder, lost in the breeze

Rivers run colder, nights never cease

Hands on the trigger, begging for peace

Broken bottles, shattered dreams

Silence louder than it seems

Lonely highways, twisted schemes

In the end they're just bad dreams

Howls of sorrow, screams of pain

Kings and jesters, both insane

Iron shackles, heavy chain

Freedom's just a fleeting name

Dust on the shoulder, wind in the trees

Voices that smolder, lost in the breeze

Rivers run colder, nights never cease

Hands on the trigger, begging for peace

Dust on the shoulder, wind in the trees

Voices that smolder, lost in the breeze

Rivers run colder, nights never cease

Hands on the trigger, begging for peace