Miles To Go

A slightly slushy country number written 8th Feb 1981 - a good year for me. I am so surpised how I am loving how my old songs are revitalised by a dusting over in 2025 (in this case).

In A Little Corner Of My Heart

I Think I Met The Devil

Worn-out shoes, fading skies, full hearts – and you at the end of the road.
“Coming Home” is an emotional road song about late nights, second tries, and the pull of a place – or a person – that feels like home. With imagery of neon towns, falling stars, and blurry eyes on empty highways, it’s a track about finding clarity in return. For everyone who’s ever run far just to get closer.

Ausgetretene Schuhe, offener Himmel, volles Herz – und du am Ziel.
„Coming Home“ ist ein emotionaler Roadtrip-Song über späte Nächte, zweite Chancen und das tiefe Gefühl, unterwegs zu sein – und trotzdem zu wissen, wo man hingehört. Zwischen fallenden Sternen, flimmernden Straßen und leisen Erinnerungen erzählt der Song von der Kraft, heimzukehren. Für alle, die losfahren, um endlich anzukommen.

Coming Home

Last of a Dying Breed

[Verse 1]
She walks like a wildfire through a summer drought
Heart full of thunder, mind full of doubt
Laughs like trouble, cries like rain
And love’s just a word she don’t entertain

[Pre-Chorus]
She’s a one-way road with a dead-end sign
Can’t pin her down, can’t make her mine

[Chorus]
She’s haywire and hollow, a storm with no name
Chasin’ the wind, never staying’ the same
Got a ghost in her mirror, fire in her veins
You hold her too tight, she’ll snap like a chain
Yeah, she’s wild, untamed, full of sorrow
She haywire and hollow

[Verse 2]
She wears black leather like it’s armor and skin
Got a past she won’t talk about buried within
Whiskey on her lips, smoke in her soul
Dancing’ with shadows she can’t control

[Pre-Chorus]
She’s got that stare that’ll freeze your flame
But she don’t believe love ain’t just a game

[Chorus]
She’s haywire and hollow, a storm with no name
Chasin’ the wind, never staying’ the same
Got a ghost in her mirror, fire in her veins
You hold her too tight, she’ll snap like a chain
Yeah, she’s wild, untamed, full of sorrow
She haywire and hollow

[Bridge]
Some say she’s broken, some say she’s brave
I say she’s beauty that no one can save
She rides like a whisper, she leaves like a gun
You’ll miss her forever, but she won’t miss one

[Final Chorus – bigger, louder]
She’s haywire and hollow, heartbreak in heels
Don’t care what’s fake, don’t care what’s real
Got scars like stories, tears she won’t show
A soul like the desert, too dry to grow
Yeah, she’s wild, untamed, hard to follow
She haywire and hollow

[Outro – quiet and haunting]
Yeah, haywire and hollow...
But I loved her so............................

She’s haywire and hollow /  coming to Spotify

This song is about the quiet weight of character.
Not the kind you boast about or wrap in slogans,
but the kind revealed over time when no one's watching.

It’s a reminder that charm isn’t loyalty, and volume isn’t truth.
That we’ve got to look deeper past the posture, the politics, and the noise
to see what someone’s truly made of.

And if we want a better world, we have to do the same with ourselves.
Listen more. Judge less.
Reach across before we write someone off.

Because what makes a person a real friend.
what makes them worthy of trust.
isn’t where they stand on a stage
it’s how they stand when it matters most.

[Verse 1]
Be careful who you call your friend
Not every smile stays to the end
Some walk beside you just for show
But when the winds shift, they let go

It’s easy to nod and go along
But easy doesn’t make you strong
Truth is quiet, and time reveals
Who shows up when no one kneels

[Chorus]
So look deeper than a handshake
Deeper than the words they send
Character’s not built in moments
It shows in how they treat the end
Don’t judge by charm or where they’ve been
Look deeper into what makes them men

[Verse 2]
Some wear borrowed words like skin
Echoing noise they were raised within
But decency can wear a quiet face
And grace don’t always run the race

Don’t judge the bold or those who shout
Some speak loud because they’ve lived without
But the ones who show when it all falls through
Are the ones worth holding on to

[Chorus]
So look deeper than the posture
Deeper than the practiced spin
Ask yourself who lifts the weight
When there’s nothing left to win
Not everyone’s a lifelong friend
Look deeper into what makes them men

[Bridge]
It starts with listening without a fight
Leaving space for someone else to be right
Not every battle needs to be won
Sometimes growth means biting your tongue

Ask more questions, let silence speak
You’ll learn the strong are often meek
Sit with those you used to resist
And you might find grace in what you missed

[Final Chorus]
So look deeper than a first impression
Past the pride, beyond confession
It’s not the label or where they’ve been
It’s how they love and how they bend
The world won’t heal through pride or spin
But by learning what makes us kin
Reach across and start again
That’s how we learn what makes them men

What Makes Them Men

Good Man

Take Me North

Your love shakes me like thunder rolling

Sunset on the Gravel Road

Buck is a hobby song lyricist in Oslo that uses AI to produce the instrumental music and vocals only. He writes all the lyrics- no AI there. Buck is originally from Mississippi and grew up listening to country music but likes many genres and has a little something for everyone - Country, Rock, Pop and even Blues. Grab a beer or a cup of coffee and enjoy his songs!

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I Think I Met The Devil

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