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Testify

He said, “Son, Don’t ask and I won’t lie,”
Tossed the keys to the ‘95
Momma’s rosary swung from the dash
Whole life packed in a Walmart sack

We passed the last barn before the border
With names we don’t use anymore
He drove like he was beatin' some order
That hadn’t knocked yet on our door
And me, I was twelve and full of thunder
Now I’m just a man who wonders

Gas station coffee at 3:13
He watched the road like it meant something
He said “There’s lines you cross with a shovel or flame,
But a boy like you don’t play that game.

We passed the last barn before the border
Where the silo leans like it heard too much
He never spoke of what came before her
Just lit a smoke with a farmer’s touch
And me, I held the silence like a shield
Dreamin’ of fences in open fields

We stopped where the river thinned to bone
He said, “Son, this is where you make your own”
I walked ten paces, turned around
But he was gone like the sound
And I still recall his trembling voice
Like a treasure buried but never found.

Last barn before the border’s still standin’
With initials carved in the weathered beams
I come back each year just for the landin’
Of a truth I still only see in dreams
And me, I’m half ghost, half his spit
Drivin’ roads I don't think he ever quit

And the preacher on the radio says, “Let it go”
But that’s not something country boys know...
Oh, it's not something country boys know.

Last Barn Before The Border

They meet behind the old feed store
Where the town don’t tend to go no more


Earl plays spoons, Hank brings a jug
Lena belts like she once knew love
Billy Joe taps the beat on his cast
Each voice cracked like a weathered mast

We're the Dry County Choir
Singin’ grace through barbed-wire throats
Found salvation in an old flat tire
And mercy in borrowed coats
Ain’t no steeple, but we stand just fine
Holdin’ pitch in a busted line
Not divine, we're the Dry County Choir

They don’t sell liquor inside these lines
But the past still pours from our blood like wine
We don’t drink no more, we testify
With a harmony that’ll make God cry

We're the Dry County Choir
Swappin’ sins for secondhand songs
Every verse rises a little higher
Till the guilt don’t feel so wrong
Ain’t no pulpit, but we’ve got this shed
Where the ghosts' forget and the living ain’t dead
Least not yet, we're the Dry County Choir

The sheriff don’t ask, the preacher don’t come
But the cornfield listens when the singing’s done

We’re the Dry County Choir
Hymns from the lost and tired
We bend our shame into gospel fire
And burn it slow on a busted wire
Ain’t no altar but the dirt we own
Ain’t no heaven like singing alone
We attone, we're the Dry County Choir

Dry County Choir... Dry County Choir...

Dry County Choir

🩸 Red Rusted – Clean Lyrics
[Verse 1]
A hand breached through the earth,
Rust and dirt caked on his skin.
Sulfur rising from his bones,
Iron where love should've been.

Eyes black as the midnight skies...
No light, no home inside.

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s here he drags me down,
No chance to scream aloud.
Already inside burning my chest,
Branding his name now Possessed.

[Chorus]
Blood falls...
Dripping down these broken halls...
Fading echoes in my veins...
You pray — but you can't stay.
You pray — but you can't stay free.

[Verse 2]
Feel him burning through my skin,
See his shadow wear my face.
Darkness fills my brittle lungs,
Stealing breath I can't replace.

The vines that once lit up my soul —
They choke and fall away.

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s here he drags me down,
No chance to scream aloud.
Already inside burning my chest,
Branding his name now Possessed.

[Chorus]
Blood falls...
Dripping down these broken halls...
Fading echoes in my veins...
You pray — but you can't stay.
You pray — but you can't stay free.

[Bridge]
A stranger's heartbeat fills my chest...
This isn't me, this isn't real.
No gates, no heaven, no release...
Just gray and broken steel.

When did I die?
Where did he go?
The float I had...
It sunk below.

[Final Chorus]
Blood falls...
Dripping down these broken halls...
No sunlight left to lead my way...
You pray — but you can't stay.
You pray — but you can't stay free.

[Outro]
I stand alone...
I let it go...
I let it go...

🎙️Song Insight
Red Rusted is a cinematic ballad forged in emotional heat — a descent into darkness where pain is etched into skin and memory. Told in theatrical arcs with a raw vocal presence, the track explores the haunting aftermath of betrayal, decay, and the slow erasure of self. What begins as a quiet surrender builds into a storm of blood-soaked echoes, ending with nothing left but steel, shadow, and silence.

RED RUST

Haven't you wondered—
What I might’ve been?
All those starts I never tried
Haven't you noticed—
I name every dream
Just to keep me from choosing sides?

I could feel it coming—
Then left it to break
I never made the call—
Got bent out of shape
All that hope was heavy
Oh, the climb seemed too tall
So I let it slide to start something small

Always almost
Never enough
Every door just out of touch
Always almost
Woke too late
Wrote the end
Before the first page

I believed in waiting
Like it kept me safe
Like delay could be control
Told myself it’s wiser
Not to want too much
Not to try what I could hold

You were looking forward
I was looking down
To the cracks at my feet
To the cracks all around
You said “build or break it”
But I chose to drift
Kept my feet on the ground

Always almost
Out of step
Every truth I half-forget
Always almost
Still I stay
Let the fear
Keep love away
Keep love away
Keep love away
Keep love away
Keep love away
Keep love away

Maybe this time
I could be more
But knowing me
I won’t reach for the door
Maybe this time
I could go far
But I know me
I won’t make the start

Always almost
Never wide
Every path I left outside
Always almost
Still I lie
Telling stories
I won’t try
I won’t try
I won’t try
I won’t try
I won’t try
I won’t try
I won’t try

Always Almost

O Soul of My Soul (A Mourning Hymn)

Ohhh... I lay on the moor...
Oooooh, so cold... so cold,
Yet still I breathe...
Hmmmm... I breathe and grieve...
Though thou art gone, I live.

Oooo... the wind, it moans thy name—
Ohhh, the heather weeps the same.
Thy grave is near,
Thy voice I hear...
Hmmmm... in every gust of flame.

I weep by thy stone—
Oooooo, I weep alone.
Ohhh, love of mine,
Thy touch was warm...
Now only frost is thine.

Ohhhhhh... soul from my soul,
Ooooohhh, come back, come whole.
Thy shadow clings—
It walks with me,
Across the hills, endlessly.

Hmmm... I sing, I sigh, I plead,
Oooo... rise, though Death may lead.
Break from the clay,
Ohhh, break the sleep—
For love is strong, and love runs deep.

Ohhhh, soul of my soul,
Come home, come home...
Hmmmm... I am thine—still thine,
Though stars have dimmed
And God keeps time.

Ooooohhh...

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PATRICK BURKE 2025

(A Mourning Hymn)

Rows of windows all breathing in the dust
I can feel their cold light watching us
All these days, they fall in motion
All these days, we learn to carry stone
Then bleed out again
Then bleed out

This mirror will, will not reflect me right
It forgets the name I held last night
Drink red fourty, hold the silence
Before we all return beneath the stone
Then bleed out again
Then bleed out

Cracked bones, every limb
Burning bright and then goes dim,
Tastless dreams,and grinding teeth
Cut my feet on a jagged reef

All these days, they fall in motion
All these days, we learn to carry stone
Then bleed out again
Then bleed out

We bury our names in love
We bury our names in love

Jagged Reef

Kyk net vir my, ek sal jou nooit versuim
Kom lê by my, dan vertel ek jou my geheim
Jy's my oggendstêr, my lig by sonsonder
sagte somersbries, as die warrelwind donder

Jy praat die woorde, van harstog in my ore
Van sonskyn en soene, en sipressie suurlemoene
Jy's die een wat luister 
As ek my emosies fluister

Volg net vir my, hierdie voete ken die pad
Deur die donker paaie, in n soektog na die hart
Verskoon my wandeling, want my vooruitsig is sleg
Gevoelens raak my gids, maar my hart ken lank die weg

Jy praat die woorde, van harstog in my ore
Van sonskyn en soene, en sipressie, suurlemoene
Jys die een wat luister 
as ek my emosies fluister

My onselfsigtige wandeling 
het my niks in die sak gebring,
Die onkeerbare kanteling
van wie ek is en wat ek bemin.
Die onkeerbare kanteling
van wie ek is en wat ek bemin.

Die Kanteling

I held your fear like it was mine...
I held your fear like it was mine...
A paper tiger..
I held your fear like it was mine...

I held your fear like it was mine
Tried to be the warning sign
You saw a wolf—I knew the lie
A paper beast dressed up to bite

You spoke my worth in quiet tones
Built me up with brittle bones
And I roared like I was made of steel
But nothing I said ever felt real

I thought I scared the dark away
Thought I was the storm you'd never tame
But I was paper in the rain
Folded sharp, then torn again
Not your armor
Just your shadow
Not the threat—just what you’d outgrow

I held your fear like it was mine..
I held your fear like it was mine..

You stayed calm when I cracked loud
Never blinked beneath the shroud
And when I tried to rage, to shake the air
You held your breath like I wasn’t there

Now I see it all laid bare
Your steady hand, my hollow glare
I was loud, I was afraid
You were brave enough to stay

I gave you show..
I gave you show..

I thought I scared the dark away
Thought I was the storm you'd never tame
But I was paper in the rain
A warning sign you learned to name
Not your armor
Just your shadow
Not the fire—just what you’d outgrow

You needed strength
I gave you show
A paper tiger
You let go

Paper Tiger

The darkness creeps in slowly,  
and seeps through the windows coldly.  
I toss another log into the fire’s call.  
The table and the dresser,  
All the things we used to treasure,  
Fade to fleeting shadows on the wall.  
 
Our dreams of yesterday  
Turn somber, slip away.  
Everything’s got its time, its rise, its fall.  
We planned to build our towers,  
But the wreckers took our hours.  
Now our dreams are just shadows on the wall.  
Now our dreams are just shadows on the wall.  
 
With organ chords now playing,  
The prelude to decaying—  
It’s fine, love’s a fire after all.  
From courtship’s sweet illusion  
To courtroom-like conclusions,  
Love becomes a shadow on the wall.  
 
Our dreams of yesterday  
Turn somber, slip away.  
Everything’s got its time, its rise, its fall.  
We planned to build our towers,  
But the wreckers took our hours.  
Now our dreams are just shadows on the wall.  
Now our dreams are just shadows on the wall.  
 
Draped in black or dressed in white,  
Through the convoy or the night,  
We wonder how much longer this will all endure.  
Living reckless, upside down,  
Till the casket comes around—  
Life itself is just a shadow on the wall.  
 
The darkness creeps in slowly,  
Seeping through the windows coldly.  
I toss another coal into the fire’s call.  
My hands and feet surrender,  
To maps they once remembered—  
Tracing fleeting shadows on the wall.  
The world itself’s a shadow on the wall,  
A flickering shadow on the wall.  
A flickering shadow on the wall.  

The Wreckers

If we ever meet again...

Verse 1
I still remember your smile
Like sunlight through a storm
You’d say my name so soft

When you call me
Even if your voice is so soft
It pierces my heart, my soul

The way you looked at me
Like I was your only sky

You dressed like a top model, even at home
Every fight, you'd cry with grace
But never let your fire fade
You moved like every street was yours
Like a photo shoot, like a parade

You were a storm sometimes
But I loved every second

Hook
And I missed you
More than I can say
I know you miss me too

Bridge
And gosh... how can I forget that night
When we made love
The way we made love

We looked into each other’s soul
As we did it all night long

With the rain pouring on our skin
Like thunder couldn’t touch us
Like the world was tucked within

Verse 2
Your voice still haunts my nights
I hear it when I try to sleep
You call my name in silence
And pull me into something deep

I see you in reflections
In songs, in strangers’ eyes
I taste your kiss in rainstorms
I feel you in

No one’s ever touched that place
Where you and I would go
We loved like there was nothing else
And I still can’t let it go

I know you feel the ache
I know you feel it too
Somewhere in this world
You’re still dreaming me like I do you

Chorus
And I miss you
More than I can say
I know you miss me too
Even if you're with him

But if time’s still kind
If fate still bends
In a perfect world
I’d find you again
And this time
I’d never let you go

Outro
If we ever meet again
I’ll hold you
And I won’t let go

If We Ever Meet Again

"Meow" French version ... the original lyrics.

Miaou

In Between

Three AM, I’m talking to the ceiling
You left your perfume all over my feelings

Oh, I know, I know (I know)
This ain’t the way to cope
But I pour, I pour (I pour)
Till I can’t taste the smoke

We all have our prices
These tiny little vices

My vices wear your face now
Every habit that I chase down
Tastes like your goodbye now
I’m addicted to the fallout

Red wine confessions
Cheap motel rooms
Bad decisions dressed up
Looking just like you
Looking just like you
(Mmm, just like you)

Tell me when does it end
This cycle of pretend
That I’m getting better
When I’m just getting by
Oh, I can’t lie.

Left to our own devices
And tiny little vices

My vices wear your face now
Every shadow that I chase down
Burning like July now
I’m the sinner, you’re the vow
That I break, I break, I break
Can’t quit you if I try
Can’t quit you if I

Three AM, I’m done talking to the ceiling
Guess I’ll keep your perfume and spare my feelings
(Spare my feelings)

Vices

I was born to lose

Robin Nguyen-Light of My Heart

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