Скачать или смотреть Letters I Never Sent — Outlaw Country Song About Regret, Lost Love & Unsent Apologies

🎸 Rust to Rise – Original Outlaw Country
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Letters I Never Sent
There’s a box beneath my bed,
Full of words I never said.
Ink’s all smudged, but truth remains,
In every line that speaks my pain.

Some were meant for love long gone,
Some for friends who just moved on.
Some for God on sleepless nights,
All unsent, but all still right.

You can’t mail ghosts or bury dreams,
They stay alive in quiet schemes.

Letters I never sent still know my name,
They whisper soft, they burn with shame.
Words unspoken weigh like stone,
But silence carved my heart alone.

There’s one I wrote to my old man,
Before I learned he did the best he can.
It said I hated what he became,
But truth was I was just the same.

Another letter stained with tears,
For a woman lost through all these years.
She never knew how hard I tried,
To tell her love had never died.

The ink may fade, but meaning stays,
It breathes through time, through broken days.

Letters I never sent still speak,
In folded prayers and hearts that leak.
They scream my truths I can’t defend,
Unwritten starts, unfinished ends.

Sometimes I think I’ll mail them all,
Let paper take the final fall.
But then I stop, the fear returns,
What if no one ever learns?

So I keep them near, those paper scars,
A map of who and where we are.
Each word a wound, each pause a friend,
Each unsent thought that might have mend.

Regret’s a poet, slow and cruel,
It writes the heart but breaks the rule.

Letters I never sent still call my name,
Through smoke and dust, through guilt and flame.
Each one a promise left to die,
Each one a truth I can’t deny.

And when I’m gone, if they are found,
Let ‘em read me word for sound.
They’ll know the man I tried to be,
Through letters meant for none but me.

No stamps, no seals, just honest ink,
No second thoughts, no time to think.
For sometimes love and pain are spent,
In letters we never sent.

Let them fade beneath the dust,
For silence too can carry trust.

Letters I never sent still bleed,
From broken hearts that still believe.
Unread, unseen, they still repent,
The letters I never sent.

🌵 Stories of dust roads, whiskey nights, broken hearts, and the search for redemption.
🤠 Music inspired by the raw spirit of the West and the honesty of a lone rider chasing truth.

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