Here I think I've up'd and grown There I go, thinking I'm all alone Voting for the best as I enter the unknown Good health, bad luck, and dealing with the cold Life's short, yet I'm growing old.
A song about the film starring Javier Bardeem. Lyrics Verse I The West is vast, but morality’s thin Where Chigurh stalks with a sociopath’s grin The cattle gun snaps, it’s a judgment divine Death’s arithmetic is drawn in a lethal design Llewelyn’s gamble, the case in his hand A million in blood, temptation’s demand Tracks in the sand, hunter becomes the prey Silent winds howl, no justice will stay Sheriff Bell’s weary, his wisdom’s untold Time moves relentless, the young devour the old Chorus In the desert’s grip where the shadows fall Choices echo loud, fate answers the call The coin spins sharp, lives caught in its crest No country for the weary, no room for rest Verse II The motel’s silent, a staging of dread Chigurh’s presence lingers, his eyes painted red Llewelyn stands firm, but the odds never shift Caught between survival and fortune’s cursed gift The coin flip’s justice, impartial yet cold Heads or tails deciding the tales untold Sheriff Bell wrestles with time and his guilt A world he can’t fathom, foundations rebuilt Greed’s venom seeps deep into every scene A nihilist’s doctrine, haunting and mean Chorus In the desert’s grip where the shadows fall Choices echo loud, fate answers the call The coin spins sharp, lives caught in its crest No country for the weary, no room for rest Verse III Carla Jean defies, her courage holds tight Against fate's blade in the black of night Chigurh limps onward, his path still stark A wounded predator prowling the dark Bell recounts dreams of his father’s flame A beacon of hope in a world of shame The horizon fades, moral lines erased By chaos unbound and lives displaced No country remains for the meek or the wise Just barren plains under indifferent skies Chorus In the desert’s grip where the shadows fall Choices echo loud, fate answers the call The coin spins sharp, lives caught in its crest No country for the weary, no room for rest
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Here I think I've up'd and grown
There I go, thinking I'm all alone
Voting for the best as I enter the unknown
Good health, bad luck, and dealing with the cold
Life's short, yet I'm growing old.
This looks great! Go ahead and record to this beat and try it out. The free download link is on the description. Would love to hear what you make!
Gonna use this
Sounds good! Can’t wait to hear what you make with this one. 😀
A song about the film starring Javier Bardeem.
Lyrics
Verse I
The West is vast, but morality’s thin
Where Chigurh stalks with a sociopath’s grin
The cattle gun snaps, it’s a judgment divine
Death’s arithmetic is drawn in a lethal design
Llewelyn’s gamble, the case in his hand
A million in blood, temptation’s demand
Tracks in the sand, hunter becomes the prey
Silent winds howl, no justice will stay
Sheriff Bell’s weary, his wisdom’s untold
Time moves relentless, the young devour the old
Chorus
In the desert’s grip where the shadows fall
Choices echo loud, fate answers the call
The coin spins sharp, lives caught in its crest
No country for the weary, no room for rest
Verse II
The motel’s silent, a staging of dread
Chigurh’s presence lingers, his eyes painted red
Llewelyn stands firm, but the odds never shift
Caught between survival and fortune’s cursed gift
The coin flip’s justice, impartial yet cold
Heads or tails deciding the tales untold
Sheriff Bell wrestles with time and his guilt
A world he can’t fathom, foundations rebuilt
Greed’s venom seeps deep into every scene
A nihilist’s doctrine, haunting and mean
Chorus
In the desert’s grip where the shadows fall
Choices echo loud, fate answers the call
The coin spins sharp, lives caught in its crest
No country for the weary, no room for rest
Verse III
Carla Jean defies, her courage holds tight
Against fate's blade in the black of night
Chigurh limps onward, his path still stark
A wounded predator prowling the dark
Bell recounts dreams of his father’s flame
A beacon of hope in a world of shame
The horizon fades, moral lines erased
By chaos unbound and lives displaced
No country remains for the meek or the wise
Just barren plains under indifferent skies
Chorus
In the desert’s grip where the shadows fall
Choices echo loud, fate answers the call
The coin spins sharp, lives caught in its crest
No country for the weary, no room for rest
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Next to this bonfire.
I used to be really cold.
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