THE GHOST OF A COLD MORNING — Acoustic Blues-Rock Lyric Video (EN)

Acoustic Blues-Rock lyric video (EN) — THE GHOST OF A COLD MORNING IT+EN audience: lyrics below / testo sotto. Theme: A raw, intimate ballad about the lingering emptiness of a lonely dawn. #bluesrock #acousticballad #fingerstyle == LYRICS / TESTO == The rain is tapping on the glass tonight Shadows dancing in the candlelight I’m tracing lines upon this wooden frame Every scar and scratch still knows your name (Still knows your name) The city’s humming just outside the door But I don’t hear that engine anymore Just the silver strings against my thumb Waiting for the melody to come (To finally come) There’s no power in the wire No spark to light the fire Just the hollow wood and bone Everything I’ve ever known Give me something real to hold Before the morning turns to cold Bare fingers on the steel That’s the only way I feel (The only way I feel) No walls of sound to hide behind Just the ghosts inside my mind The bass is heavy, low and deep While the restless city tries to sleep Give me something real to hold Before the morning turns to cold Bare fingers on the steel That’s the only way I feel NOTE: Lyrics: Wil-1ok Music generated using Suno for not commercial use: Musica generata con Suno per uso non commerciale: https://suno.com/@william1ok