by Alex Wilson
Album
Dust and Neon
Year
2025
Genre
Country/Americana/Folk
Duration
3:52
Description
A heartfelt country ballad about finding your way back home, not necessarily to a place, but to a feeling. Alex Wilson's "Spaces In Between" explores the quiet moments of self-discovery found in the silences between life's louder experiences. Featuring acoustic guitar, subtle pedal steel, and warm vocal harmonies, this song captures the longing for belonging and the realization that home resides within.
Lyrics
Verse 1 I’ve been walkin’ roads where the dust don’t settle, Guitar on my back, heart heavy as metal. Left a small-town porch for a city’s hum, Thought I’d find myself, but I’m still on the run. Every chord I strum carries ghosts of the past, Memories of home that I thought wouldn’t last. But the wind keeps whisperin’ through the pines I knew, Sayin' boy, your roots are still callin’ you. Chorus It’s the spaces in between the notes I hear, Where the truth of my soul draws near. Every silence sings of the place I’ve been, The home I left, it’s livin’ within. Through the cracks of my heart, the light breaks free, I’m findin’ my way in the spaces in between. Verse 2 Met a girl with a pen and a fire in her eyes, Scribblin’ her truth ‘neath a neon-lit sky. She saw through my mask, saw the weight I hide, Said, “You hear the quiet where the dreams don’t die.” Her notebook’s a map of a song half-made, Words crossed out, but the heart’s on the page. She slid it my way, said, “Help me define, The home we’re all searchin’ for, yours and mine.” Chorus It’s the spaces in between the notes I hear, Where the truth of my soul draws near. Every silence sings of the place I’ve been, The home I left, it’s livin’ within. Through the cracks of my heart, the light breaks free, I’m findin’ my way in the spaces in between. Bridge I’ve been chasin’ shadows down a long, lonesome road, Runnin’ from the roots where my heart’s always known. But the home I left behind’s in the songs that I sing, Every note, every space, it’s been callin’ me king. Verse 3 Now I’m standin’ still where the rivers converge, Her words and my strings find the truth in the urge. Home ain’t a place with a fence or a gate, It’s the love you carry, the dreams you create. We sing for the lost, for the hearts that roam, For the quiet spaces that lead us back home. With her pen and my voice, we’re writin’ this song, Buildin’ a haven where we all belong. Chorus It’s the spaces in between the notes I hear, Where the truth of my soul draws near. Every silence sings of the place I’ve been, The home I left, it’s livin’ within. Through the cracks of my heart, the light breaks free, I’m findin’ my way in the spaces in between. Outro So I’ll keep on singin’ till the dawn’s first light, For the spaces in between that make it all right. Oh, the spaces in between that make it all right. Yeah, the spaces in between, that bring me home tonight.
Notes
Tempo: Moderate. A slightly melancholic feel. Instruments: Acoustic guitar (fingerpicked or lightly strummed), pedal steel guitar (subtle, atmospheric), bass guitar (walking bass line), drums (brushes on the snare, minimal percussion), and close vocal harmonies (male and female) on the choruses and outro. Key changes can be explored subtly in the bridge. Focus on dynamics; build intensity from verse to chorus. The outro should fade out with the pedal steel carrying the melody.