Wonderful production and outstanding imagery!

Superb imagery framed by a wonderfully ambient production!

This is my favorite song of yours so far. Awesome guitar. Cool lyrics.

Don’t ask me how I got here
And maybe it’s a fever dream
I’m standing on some ghost ground
And I can hear the screams

You can call it a Hilton 
You can discount all the souls
Or listen for the foot steps
Of a wild pony foal

But I can’t shake this feeling
And it’s wicked and it’s narrow
And I can’t lose this vision
One night in Broken Arrow

Don’t ask me what her name was
Or what she likes to wear
I remember all the midnight beads
And silver lotus in her hair

She was talking about freedom
The Creek Tribe never knew
On what became a freeway
Separated from her crew

But I can’t shake this feeling
And it’s wicked and it’s narrow
And I can’t lose this vision
One night in Broken Arrow

The cars race down Highway 51
Where the old tribe used to run
But I can taste the trail of tears
In the blowback from the guns

But I can’t shake this feeling
And it’s wicked and it’s narrow
And I can’t lose this vision
One night in Broken Arrow

But I can’t shake this feeling
And it’s wicked and it’s narrow
And I can’t lose this vision
One night in Broken Arrow

One Night In Broken Arrow

Music lover & singer-songwriter. Many thanks for taking the time to listen.

Unless noted, all songs Copyright © Robert S. Dean.

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