By the rivers of the canyon
Where the echoes play in tune
Whispers of the wind spoke secrets to the moon
In a quiet cabin near the old broken mill
I found myself a reason
And a fretboard to fill
Late night shadows dancing
In the flicker of the flame
Dreams took flight so gently
I was carving out a name
Chasing ghosts of Hendrix
In the midnight glow
Strings turned to embers
Fingers starting to flow
Gonna write a face-melter
Set the stars ablaze
Notes like liquid silver
Through the cosmic haze
Fingers paint a fire
In the dusky sky
Every bend
Every note
Makes the heavens sigh
Pulled a chair up to the edge of the world
Falling stars like teardrops
From their places hurled
The wind began to murmur a forgotten tune
Said
"Son
Play the lightning
Make the angels swoon."
Through the chords of dreams
And echoes of the sun
Chased that perfect solo
Til the morning's run
Twilight whispers fading
As dawn begins to rise
In the sound of silence
Heard the crowd's wild cries
Gonna write a face-melter
Set the stars ablaze
Notes like liquid silver
Through the cosmic haze
Fingers paint a fire
In the dusky sky
Every bend
Every note
Makes the heavens sigh