​Before the Roads We Go

rustic acoustic, tavern folk, cinematic neo-folk, emotional fingerstyle acoustic guitar, warm bowed upright bass, quiet piano, 76 bpm, intimate male vocal, deeply poetic, melancholic [Intro] (Emotional fingerstyle acoustic guitar) (Warm bowed upright bass enters softly) [Verse 1] The embers breathe a quiet gold upon the timbered floor, The wind has left its bitter song outside the heavy door. We trade our silver for the warmth, our burdens for a chair, And let the shadows gently weave across the smoky air. [Chorus] Oh, pour the amber and let the quiet settle in, Where every weary traveler can wash away the sin. We are but fleeting silhouettes against the hearth\'s soft glow, Resting for a moment, before the roads we go. [Verse 2] (Quiet piano joins the acoustic guitar) A stranger tunes a weathered string beneath the lantern light, To coax a fragile memory from the silence of the night. No kings or heavy crowns are held within these wooden walls, Only the rustle of the leaves when autumn slowly falls. [Chorus] So pour the amber and let the quiet settle in, Where every weary traveler can wash away the sin. We are but fleeting silhouettes against the hearth\'s soft glow, Resting for a moment, before the roads we go. [Bridge] (Deep bowed upright bass and fingerpicking solo) The hours turn to ashes, the voices turn to dust, We leave our heavy armor here, to gather in the rust. For time is just a river that we cannot hope to cross, Without a gentle tavern to shelter us from loss. [Outro] (Slowing tempo) The fire fades to silver. The final chord is drawn. Rest your heavy spirit... Until the coming dawn. (Fades into the crackle of the fireplace)