Title: Pitchin Horseshoes Vibe: Stadium Country / Rhythmic Power-Anthem Tempo: 84 BPM (Heavy, "stomp-clap" groove) Instrumentation: Chunky acoustic guitar, 808-influenced kick drum, and a wall of soaring electric guitars for the chorus.]] VERSE 1 Sun’s dropping low, lost the rhythm in my step Holding on to secrets that I should’ve never kept. Got a stake in the ground, forty feet away Just a-trying to toss the memories of a better day. Yeah, I’m a red-cup king with it filled to the brim Knowing you are probably somewhere out with him. I’m just a guy with a conscious that’s unclean Living in the space of the "in betweens” PRE-CHORUS (Music: Bass starts a melodic climb; the volume begins to "bloom") And I’m looking for a ringer, looking for a sign On the lonely side of the property line. Yeah, I’m putting on a show in the dark of the night Just trying to make a "wrong" feel a little bit "right." CHORUS Yeah, I’m pitchin’ horseshoes while my world turns blue Trying to find a way to get over you. Every "clink" of the steel is a hole in my chest Putting my heart to a forty-foot test. Yeah, the sky is wide but the goal is small Waiting on the sound of a ringer to call. Oh, I’m aiming for the stake and I’m missing us too... Pitchin’ horseshoes while my world turns blue. VERSE 2 Me, I’ll play the unassuming part Seen like cigarette smoke in the dark. I used to have a partner, used to have a "we" Now I’m just a "him" and a "used-to-be." So I’ll take another swing, I’ll take another toss Calculating every single inch of the loss. I don't need a crowd and I don't need a light To know I’m losing the battle tonight. BRIDGE (The Emotional Peak – High-register "stadium" vocals) Is it the win? Or is it the lose? Or am I just tired of these heartbreak blues? I’m staying right here ‘til I know what to do! It’s the last place my heart felt true! CHORUS (Maximum Volume – Final Power Lift) Yeah, I’m pitchin’ horseshoes while my world turns blue Trying to find a way to get over you. Every "clink" of the steel is a hole in my chest Putting my heart to a forty-foot test. Yeah, the sky is wide but the goal is small Waiting on the rhythm of a ringer to call. Oh, I’m aiming for the stake but I’m missing the view... Pitchin’ horseshoes while my world turns blue. OUTRO Yeah, it’s turning blue. (World turns blue) One more toss for you. How’d I lose you? [Final massive drum hit]
