Brand New - The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows

[Verse 1: Male]
Out where the trail bends with the wind,
Under a sky where stars begin,
The dust it rises, the sun sinks low,
Two roads ahead, which way to go?
[Verse 2: Female]
The whispers ride on the evening air,
A voice that calls, "Child, I’m there."
One path is thorned, the other shines,
The choice is yours, the truth divine.
[Chorus: Both]
Choose life, oh rider, choose life, my friend,
The trail of mercy, where love won’t end.
Leave behind the shadows, the fleeting breath,
Choose life, not the path of death.
[Verse 3: Male]
I’ve felt the weight of a sinner’s hand,
Built my house on shifting sand.
But the prairie wide, it speaks so clear,
A promised land, a voice I hear.
[Verse 4: Female]
I’ve walked the line where shadows fall,
I’ve heard His name in the canyon’s call.
The dust may cling, the climb may steep,
But the Shepherd’s watch is mine to keep.
[Prechorus: Both]
Oh, the crossroads rise where the fences break,
The heart must choose which path to take.

Two Roads One Choice

The Used

Blue and Yellow

The Taste of Ink

A country-leaning lo-fi confessional for voice and guitar. Close-mic’d female alto sits just behind the beat, letting long vowels and porch-soft pauses carry the story. A warm, fingerpicked guitar shadows the melody without crowding the words. No frills, no polish—just a late-night admission on wood and wire, rising gently at the chorus and settling back into quiet.

[LYRICS]

Lost and found. Funny Place.
You never know till you do.

I’ll be your umbrella when the sky lets go,
I’ll be your glasses when the world’s a blur.
I’ll be your small lighter when the power’s out,
Your calm in the thunder when you’re full of doubt.

They say what’s lost ain’t always gone.
Sometimes it waits to lean on.

I’m your lost and found when the world spins round,
A friend at your side when you’re feeling down.
Button for your coat when it will not close,
The flower you pressed in a book no one knows.

That one glove you lost, yes sir, I’m her.
I’ll be your map when you lose your street.
That lucky coin waiting under your seat.
I’ll be your charger when your spark runs weak.

I’ve been forgotten and I’ve worn some dust,
Still I’m your mirror when you need to trust.

I’m your lost and found when the world spins round,
Come find me again when you’re feeling down.
I was yours all along, just out of sight.

Just out of sight.

The Best Deceptions

Dashboard Confessional