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The Chase

[Verse 1] Dust kickin’ up where the headlights burn, Highway hummin’ like a sermon learned. Blood on my sleeve, smoke in my teeth, Every mile I ride, I can’t find peace. There’s a ghost in the mirror and he looks like me, Grinnin’ like the devil set him free. The law’s on my tail, the Lord’s gone blind, I’m runnin’ out of road but I don’t mind. ⸻ [Chorus] Gunsmoke rollin’, sun goin’ down, Two lost souls on holy ground. One’ll die and one’ll be reborn, Lord have mercy — the veil’s torn. ⸻ [Verse 2] Sirens cry like a widow’s song, I’ve been right too long to know what’s wrong. Sheriff’s close — I can feel his aim, Like judgment breathin’ my old name. Ain’t no turnin’, ain’t no plea, He’s just a man who used to be me. Wind in my lungs, ash in my veins, Every life I lived bleeds the same. ⸻ [Chorus] Gunsmoke rollin’, sun goin’ down, Two lost souls on holy ground. One’ll die and one’ll be reborn, Lord have mercy — the veil’s torn. ⸻ [Bridge — half-time, cinematic] [Sheriff’s voice — spoken over slow chord build:] You can’t outrun what you are, boy. You can only turn and face it. [Outlaw’s reply — quiet, resigned] Then I guess it’s time to stop runnin’. [The band snaps back into full tempo — guitars wailing, engines roaring.] ⸻ [Instrumental — 16 bars] [Twin guitar duel — the sound of pursuit and resistance. Ends on a thunderclap crash.] ⸻ [Verse 3 — both voices trading lines] (Outlaw) I ain’t sorry for the roads I tore. (Sheriff) I ain’t prayin’ for you no more. (Outlaw) You want justice? It’s in the dirt. (Sheriff) You want peace? Then take the hurt. (Together) This ends tonight beneath God’s sky, Where the good men live and the damned ones die. ⸻ [Final Chorus — slower, anthemic, both voices merging] Gunsmoke rollin’, sun goin’ down, Two lost souls on holy ground. One’ll fall and one’ll mourn, Lord have mercy — the veil’s torn. ⸻ [Outro — slow fade, heartbeat rhythm] [The sheriff kneels beside the outlaw’s body. The priest’s voice faintly returns:] “Ashes to ashes, dust to grace — Every sinner finds his place.” (Wind fades. A single guitar note bends into silence.)