Verse 1 (Moderato – steady, smoldering) I walk through ash where the wild ones fell, Dust on my boots and a soul raised in hell. Fiddle weeps low in the canyon's throat, Banjo hums like a prayer I wrote. Chorus (Presto – explosive, burning) Light it up—this fire won’t wait, Strings ignite, when we tempt fate. Thunder drums, and hearts go blind, I’m the storm they couldn't find. Burn it down—this reckoning’s light, Banjo crackling, fiddle line, Sparks fly wild in the blood and pine, I ride the wind and burn tonight. Verse 2 (Moderato returns – deeper, more reflective) Steel in my throat and flame in my chest, Truth don’t whisper—it screams unrest. Fiddle bows soft like a hand on skin, Banjo kicks back and I dive in. Bridge No map, no master, no home, no chain, Just breath and music in pouring rain...
