[Intro] [Acoustic guitar + soft synthesizer pad, light beat] Morning light… On the plain… [Verse 1] Dust on my boots, wind in my hair, Sunrise paints the fields in gold again. Old barn whispers tales I know so well, But my heart’s beating to a new refrain. [Pre-chorus] [The beat increases, percussion and arpeggios are added] Feet on the ground, eyes to the sky, I hear the rhythm where the prairie meets the night. [chorus] Oh, let the music carry me, From the hills to the digital sea. Banjo strings and synth so bright, Dancing in the morning light. Oh, this soul won’t ever fade, In the mix of old and new I’m swayed. Country heart, electronic dream, We are the rhythm, we are the beam! [Verse 2] Crickets sing where the fences bend, Stars drop beats like a cosmic band. Grandpa’s fiddle, my laptop’s hum, Two worlds meet where the story comes. [Pre-chorus] Feet on the ground, eyes to the sky, I hear the rhythm where the prairie meets the night. [chorus] Oh, let the music carry me, From the hills to the digital sea. Banjo strings and synth so bright, Dancing in the morning light. Oh, this soul won’t ever fade, In the mix of old and new I’m swayed. Country heart, electronic dream, We are the rhythm, we are the beam! [Bridge] [Drop: bass + glissando, then fading acoustic guitar] Listen… The earth is breathing in time. Listen… The machines are singing our rhyme. [Final chorus] Oh, let the music carry me, From the hills to the digital sea. Banjo strings and synth so bright, Dancing in the morning light. Country heart, electronic dream, We are the rhythm, we are the beam!
