Hannibal runs the River

Verse 1) The dog runs golden, a flame in the fading day, His coat shines bright where the rivers play. Born for the open earth, where wild hearts roam, With every step he feels the world, his home. (Chorus) Oh, Hannibal runs not for reason, but for love, For the scent of the wind and the hum of the trees. And because the river flows, He cannot bear to let it go alone. (Verse 2) The river flows beside him, soft and wide, Its silver whispers keep him by its side. He pauses to drink where the ripples gleam, A moment of stillness in a golden dream. (Chorus) Oh, Hannibal runs not for reason, but for love, For the scent of the wind and the hum of the trees. And because the river flows, He cannot bear to let it go alone. (Bridge) The sky burns amber, the shadows stretch long, His spirit rises in the river’s song. He runs for the joy, for the pull of the stream, A life in motion, a boundless dream. (Chorus) Oh, Hannibal runs not for reason, but for love, For the scent of the wind and the hum of the trees. And because the river flows, He cannot bear to let it go alone. (Outro) The sun fades low, the stars start to shine, Yet Hannibal runs, his soul intertwined. For the river calls, and he must roam, In the heart of the wild, he finds his home.