Thicket Echo

[Verse 1]
That static hum, a ghost in every crack,
Pulled me back to nineteen, cold sweat on the asphalt track.
The air outside was thick with pine and dread,
A lone horned owl called, just inside my head.

[Chorus]
That ragged tune, a wild thing caught in stone,
Still whispers shadows of what we'd come to own.
A fevered bloom, in bedrock, raw and deep,
A secret kept the mountains couldn't keep.

[Verse 2]
Your eyes were twin deep springs, reflecting neon's gleam,
A reckless fire, burning through my wildest dream.
We leaned against that truck, beneath a bramble moon,
And swore we'd break these roots, or wither far too soon.

[Chorus]
That ragged tune, a wild thing caught in stone,
Still whispers shadows of what we'd come to own.
A fevered bloom, in bedrock, raw and deep,
A secret kept the mountains couldn't keep.

[Bridge]
The loam remembers footsteps, where the old creek turned to dust,
That prevailing wind still howls with echoes of our trust.
We were tangled undergrowth, desperate for the sun,
A reckless promise made, before the deed was done.

[Chorus]
That ragged tune, a wild thing caught in stone,
Still whispers shadows of what we'd come to own.
A fevered bloom, in bedrock, raw and deep,
A secret kept the mountains couldn't keep.

[Outro]
Yeah, that old song still plays, a shadow in my bones,
Just a ghost that never sleeps, among these weathered stones.