The Weight of Rust - 五鹿鸿见.lrc

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[00:23.217]Shadows crawl across the windowpane,
[00:28.821]Truck tires hum that rusty refrain.
[00:33.825]Old jukebox moans, a half-dead tune,
[00:38.773]While the smoke curls slow beneath the moon.
[00:43.738]Boot soles whisper on the broken floor,
[00:48.424]Each step remembers what it’s searchin’ for.
[00:53.437]Whiskey stains and a faded trust,
[00:58.664]Carryin’ time, and the weight of rust.
[01:03.601]Oh, the road don’t end, it just turns to dust,
[01:09.013]Every mile’s a ghost of the man I was.
[01:14.278]Steel hearts bend and the engines hush,
[01:18.777]I keep draggin’ the weight of rust.
[01:28.230]Letters I burned, dreams I sold,
[01:33.069]Stories carved in the Texan cold.
[01:38.229]The years don’t heal, they just adjust,
[01:43.447]Every scar is the weight of rust.
[01:49.317]And I can’t tell if I’m movin’ or stayin’,
[01:53.786]Just hummin’ the blues that the highway’s playin’.
[01:58.810]The wind keeps talkin’—low and just,
[02:03.186]Sayin’, “Son, you’re made of rust.”
[02:08.076]Yeah, the road don’t end, it just turns to dust,
[02:13.820]Every friend fades like the light at dusk.
[02:18.732]Steel hearts bend and the engines hush,
[02:23.448]We all carry the weight of rust.
[03:07.592]Smoke clears slow, the bar lights fade,
[03:12.501]The song still hums where memories stayed.
[03:17.591]In the hum of the night, in the voice of trust,
[03:22.523]You can hear it breathe—
[03:29.682]the weight of rust.

文本歌词

Shadows crawl across the windowpane,
Truck tires hum that rusty refrain.
Old jukebox moans, a half-dead tune,
While the smoke curls slow beneath the moon.
Boot soles whisper on the broken floor,
Each step remembers what it’s searchin’ for.
Whiskey stains and a faded trust,
Carryin’ time, and the weight of rust.
Oh, the road don’t end, it just turns to dust,
Every mile’s a ghost of the man I was.
Steel hearts bend and the engines hush,
I keep draggin’ the weight of rust.
Letters I burned, dreams I sold,
Stories carved in the Texan cold.
The years don’t heal, they just adjust,
Every scar is the weight of rust.
And I can’t tell if I’m movin’ or stayin’,
Just hummin’ the blues that the highway’s playin’.
The wind keeps talkin’—low and just,
Sayin’, “Son, you’re made of rust.”
Yeah, the road don’t end, it just turns to dust,
Every friend fades like the light at dusk.
Steel hearts bend and the engines hush,
We all carry the weight of rust.
Smoke clears slow, the bar lights fade,
The song still hums where memories stayed.
In the hum of the night, in the voice of trust,
You can hear it breathe—
the weight of rust.