Tribute to Ian Curtis – Joy Division Born in the grey, under factory skies, Poetry hidden behind tired eyes. City lights flicker, the air turns cold, A voice like thunder, young but old. Writing in silence, drowning in sound, Every high…

The wind blew in from the holler last night, Carried the sound of a baby's cry, But the crib lays empty, the candle's dim, And the moon won't meet my eye. She holds a blanket, worn and torn, Like a ghost of love that once was warm, She…

Twenty-six years, ain't a whole lot of time, Doctor’s words hit like a highway sign. Clock’s running down, ain't much left to choose, So I’m chasing the wind, got nothing to lose. One last sunrise, one last road, One more story left to…

We were just kids, chasing the sun, Running through fields, laughing as one. You held my hand when the nights felt cold, Now I'm standing here, but I'm all alone. I still hear your voice in the summer rain, Feel your laughter like a sweet…

The city hums a quiet tune, Neon lights reflect the moon. Footsteps echo, all alone, Searching for a love unknown. Every window tells a tale, Of hearts entwined or dreams that failed. But here I walk with hollow eyes, Chasing ghosts in…

This song is based on the Neflix series Yellowstone.