Rust Belt Requiem
Alex Wilson
Description
A melancholic country ballad that tells the story of a man grappling with past regrets and the feeling of being trapped in a small town, using the imagery of a raging storm as a parallel to his internal emotional state. The song blends elements of folk and blues with traditional country sounds.
Lyrics
(Verse 1) The wind howls a dirge across these forgotten fields, Corrugated iron groans, a symphony it yields. Rain hammers the roof, a rhythm old and slow, Mirroring the heartache that I’ve come to know. This town's a mausoleum, shadows stretch and lean, Whispering of rebellions, dreams that might have been. (Chorus) Rust Belt requiem, sung in the fading light, Another sunset bleeds across this endless night. The ghosts of youthful folly haunt these dusty streets, A bitter harvest sown from seeds of lost defeats. (Verse 2) Petrichor hangs heavy, a scent both sharp and sweet, The air is thick with memories, I can almost meet The younger me, defiant, eyes burning bright, Before the storm of heartbreak swallowed up the light. Each raindrop falls like a tear, upon the cracked earth below, Each creak of the old house, a mournful, whispered woe. (Chorus) Rust Belt requiem, sung in the fading light, Another sunset bleeds across this endless night. The ghosts of youthful folly haunt these dusty streets, A bitter harvest sown from seeds of lost defeats. (Bridge) The dawn breaks, a pale reflection in the tin, The storm has passed, but the sorrow lingers within. This place holds me captive, a grip I can't escape, A life tethered to memories, a slow and fading shape. (Chorus) Rust Belt requiem, sung in the fading light, Another sunset bleeds across this endless night. The ghosts of youthful folly haunt these dusty streets, A bitter harvest sown from seeds of lost defeats. (Outro) Rust...Rust Belt...Requiem...