Te Rā

[m]other

Tokyo Chainsaw

Myself to Blame

1000 Friends

Te Riri o Tāwhirimātea

Hanging by a Thread

Mau Moko

Crown

Tama-Nui-Te-Rā

House of Light

Broke down on a county line, no signal, no sign.
Dust thick as memory, sweat tasting like pine.
Moonshiner pulled up in a truck older than sin.
Said, “You ain’t from here, but I’ll let you in.”
He poured me a jar with a grin full of scars.
Said, “This ain’t just liquor—it’s lightning in jars.”
Told tales of racing law with no light, no sound.
Said, “Danger’s a neighbor when you’re moonshine-bound.”
He ran through the hills with a map in his head.
Said, “I’ve dodged more badges than I’ve ever read.”
Tires kissed gravel like lovers in flight.
Said, “Faith ain’t a preacher—it’s riding at night.”
Down south, broke down,
moonshine dreams in a ghost town.
No light, no law,
just a rebel and a fatal flaw.
Down south, broke down,
healing rides where truth is found.
Moonshine burns, but it don’t lie—
you live once, you ride high.
He said, “Freedom ain’t clean—it’s carved in dust.”
“Trust ain’t earned—it’s built in rust.”
“Pain don’t fade—it just learns to sing.”
“Moonshine’s a gospel for men without wings.”
Thanks for the lift, for the light, for the jar.
For the stories that ride farther than any car.
Moonshine wisdom, southern grace,
healing found in a stranger’s face.
Down south, broke down,
but I left with more (with more) left with more (with more) than I ever found.  Down south, (Down south)... broke down....

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Down South Moonshine Rusty Marshall Band

Copyright 2025 Drop Stereo. All songs written, created, performed, recorded by Timothy Anderson.

Verse 1
 I built a house from things I never said,
 Each wall a word I feared would shake you.
 Now the roof’s caving in from silence —
 And I’m still standing underneath it.
Pre-Chorus
 Truth waits in the lungs,
 Not on the tongue.
 It’s heavy,
 But it aches.
Chorus
 This is the weight of unsaid words —
 The ghost I tried to feed.
 Every note I sang instead of speaking
 Became the sound of me.
 If honesty cuts,
 Then let it bleed clean.
 At least the pain will mean something.
Verse 2
 I used to whisper to my fear,
 “Stay quiet, don’t make waves.”
 But silence turned to distance,
 And distance turned to graves.
Pre-Chorus
 Every truth I tried to hide
 Just found a louder way to cry.
Chorus
 This is the weight of unsaid words —
 The ghost I tried to feed.
 Every note I sang instead of speaking
 Became the sound of me.
 If honesty cuts,
 Then let it bleed clean.
 At least the pain will mean something.
Bridge / Breakdown
 Let the air collapse,
 Let the noise confess.
 I’d rather burn in truth
 Than live in less.
 The silence had a name —
 And it was mine.
Final Chorus / Outro
 This is the weight I finally lift,
 Not gone, just real, just known.
 You don’t have to forgive it —
 I just had to call it home.
 If every wound I hid still sings,
 Then let it sing alone.
 I’m lighter now —
 My voice, my own.

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