Survivor's Carry Americana | Dark introspective folk ballad

A survivor looks back on the friend who didn't make it out of the same war with the bottle. Same demons, same darkness, different endings.

I got lucky. He didn't.

Now I live for two. Every sober day, I carry him.

Heavy baritone acoustic in open Gm, mournful cello weaving through the absence, memorial reverb like dust in fading light.

Tempo: 55 BPM – the pace of heavy steps forward.

No drums. Just the weight.

If you've carried someone who couldn't carry themselves... this one's for you.

#SurvivorsGuilt #DarkAmericana #GothicCountry #FolkHorror #SoberLiving #MemorialBallad

Rimmel

Francesco De Gregori

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