[Intro] [Warm tremolo guitar, dusty piano, soft harmonica far in the background] [Verse 1] The coffee’s gone cold on the kitchen table Cartoons still flicker in the living room glow You asked if I heard what our daughter was saying Truth is… I don’t even know There’s a notebook open beside my whiskey Half a chorus scratched in crooked blue ink I keep chasing songs like runaway horses Right to the edge of what I think [Pre-Chorus] I say “just one more line” Then the whole damn night disappears [Chorus] Sorry I know this old guitar steals pieces of me Like tumbleweeds pulled by a wild prairie breeze I swear I’m trying Lord knows I fight it But melodies keep knocking like ghosts at the door And every time I leave ‘em alone They come back wanting more Sorry For being here But somewhere else in my mind [Verse 2] I missed your story about school this morning Missed the way you smiled when you walked away I was humming some tune about heartbreak and highway signs While life kept happening anyway Your photograph hangs by the hallway mirror A little reminder of what matters most But songs creep in like coyotes at midnight Quiet at first… then taking control [Pre-Chorus] I keep saying “tomorrow” But tomorrow turns into years [Chorus] Sorry I know this old guitar steals pieces of me Like dry river dust chasing old pickup wheels I swear I’m trying God knows I mean it But music keeps calling my name through the walls Like an outlaw wind through the pines And I keep answering the call Sorry For drifting away When I should’ve stayed by your side [Bridge] [Half-time feel, lonely harmonica and soft organ] Maybe some people were born for silence Maybe some hearts can just let things go Mine keeps turning every scar into lyrics Like I’m cursed to carry the echo But I don’t want applause in an empty house Don’t want songs if I lose you instead What good is a melody sung to strangers If the people I love feel left out of it? [Solo] [Weeping western-style electric guitar solo carrying the vocal melody] [Final Chorus] Sorry I know these songs take more than they give Like a gambler too stubborn to quit But I’m still learning Still trying to balance One foot in the fire One foot back home Trying not to lose myself Or leave you alone Sorry If my mind keeps wandering west While my heart stays here with you [Outro] [Harmonica, soft piano, fading campfire-style gang vocals] “I’ll be right there…” Just one more song.
