Guitars In The Night Lyrics

In the quiet of the basement, dim light fades away

Strings vibrate under fingers, tales they play

Old posters of Clapton, and Dylan's on the wall

Every note a dream, in Eden's secret hall

'Cause rock is his soul, music his faith

A Stratocaster, his one true embrace

With chords and lyrics, for all to see

In every song, he sets his heart free

Smoke-filled bars where he began to play

An old mic stands, his truth to convey

The echo of applause, drives him to dream

Each riff a story, more than it may seem

Because rock is his life, and passion his law

In the edge of night, his faith he will draw

Whispers and screams under a café sky

Where every note is a piece of his cry

On worn-out stages, his sweat starts to shine

Songs turn to anthems, in the heartbeat of time

A worn pick in hand, his soul to give

Life in scores, he's born to live

Strings are his wings, the stage is his home

A melody to steal the wind, wherever he roams

Endless nights, inspiration unchained

In the journey of the beat, forever sustained

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