You walk through doors that once were closed,
with secrets only silence knows.

[Chorus]
Alone—
you haven’t felt love in years.
Alone
not sure if someone missed you through the tears.
That feeling…
is the one you truly miss.

[Verse 2]
So now, go on, reshape your mind,
trade old beliefs for new design.
You turned your gold into the mud,
a kingdom crumbled into dust.

What once you had, you didn’t buy,
now you know the cost of that old lie.
You see how blind you’ve always been—
in love, in loss, in your own skin.

[Chorus]
Alone—
you haven’t felt love in years.
You don’t want to
be alone—
no memory that someone held you dear.
And that ache…
that’s what you truly fear.

[Bridge – dreamy instrumental / falsetto echoes]
“All that I am, I gave away…”
“The mirror cracked, but still I stay…”
“A wave of love, it pulled me out…”
“She changed me—there’s no doubt.”

[Final Chorus – full band, emotional lift]
You changed yourself and the world turned new,
a wave of love, it carried you.
Out of the cage, the golden haze,
away from guilt, away from blame.

[Outro – repeated, fading]
Yeah… yeah…
That’s the feeling…
That’s the feeling…
you were mi

empty-phrases-(remastered)-psychedelic.mp3

down on Buchanan street

Damn Good Mornings (Marvin Shelton-ASCAP)

Verse
Every time I went out with my buds on the town
There was hell to pay at work the next day
So many times before, I’d barely make it through the door
At 5am, saying I’ll never do it again.
 
Pre-CH
Before a cup of joe, I gave out warnings
“Don’t you tell me no damn good mornings”
 
Chorus
Who would have guessed that I’d change
All my friends think I’m acting strange
I’ve traded in drinkin' nonsense
For an all-inclusive romance
I don’t need neon lights
You’re brighter than a Texas sunrise
Girl, with you in my life, they’re all great nights 
And damn good mornings

Verse
I never would’ve thought I could ever be caught
Cuddlin’ tight with the love of my life on a Saturday night
When we’re surfin’ the couch, I don’t wanna go out
Yeah, I got all I need, with you laying on me

Pre-CH
Now I find I'm  always resorting
To hit the sack early for a damn good morning!

Chorus
Who would have guessed that I’d change
All my friends think I’m acting strange
I’ve traded in drinkin' nonsense
For an all-inclusive romance
I don’t need neon lights
You’re brighter than a Texas sunrise
Girl, with you in my life, they’re all great nights 
And damn good mornings

Instrumental

Chorus
I’m so happy that I’ve changed
Now it doesn’t even seem strange
I’ve traded in drinkin' nonsense
For an all-inclusive romance
I don’t need neon lights
You’re brighter than a Texas sunrise
Girl, with you in my life, they’re all great nights 
And damn good mornings
damn good mornings

Damn Good Mornings

La Luz ( dance )

wine of california

Under fluffy clouds

long way to reno.

The road is long, but I’ve got my aim,
You’re waiting at home, whisperin’ my name.
[ bridge]
You don’t know when, just hope I get through,
Prayin’ the night won’t steal me from you.

[Verse 2]
Highway keeps rollin’, no end in sight,
No roadside café, just markers in the night.
Town after town, the signs fly past,
Coffee’s all gone, and the day won’t last.
[ bridge]
Still I’m a drifter, a pilgrim alone,
A traveler bound to the blacktop stone.

[Chorus]
My head feels heavy, my eyes start to close,
Body keeps askin’, “Where do we go?”
In the middle of nowhere, I’ve got to ride,
This is my fate — can’t step off the line.

The road is long, but I’ve got my aim,
You’re waiting at home, whisperin’ my name.
Still I’m a drifter, a pilgrim alone,
[ bridge]
A traveler bound to the blacktop stone.

[ instrumental intermezzo]


Chorus]
My head feels heavy, my eyes start to close,
Body keeps askin’, “Where do we go?”
In the middle of nowhere, I’ve got to ride,
[ bridge]
This is my fate — can’t step off the line.

[ instrumental outro ]

road is long

Whiskey Glasses - Morgan Wallen (Acoustic Cover)

Nate Caldwell found his voice in Chattanooga, Tennessee – a city like no other, where three states meet (Tennessee, Georgia, North Carolina) and the Rocky Mountains touch Signal and Lookout Mountain. Just a short drive from Nashville, this crossroads of South and Appalachia shaped his raw and honest sound. Blending Southern country with the restless spirit of the open road, Nate writes songs of love, loss, and redemption — stories carried on the highway wind.