Beneath the moon's soft glow, as shadows dance and sway
I strum my guitar, feeling the crimsons in every chord I play
In the heart of the moon, where the cotton fields lie still
I'm chasing down my demons, with every note I spill
Oh Lord, won't you hear my cry
I'm searching for redemption, under this midnight moon
With each lick I weave, I'm paying my due
Lost in the soulful echo, of the crimson moon
The river whispers secrets, as it winds its way along
Tales of love and loss, in the soul of every song
I sing for the broken hearted, for the ones who've gone astray
Hoping my music will guide them, to a brighter day
Oh Lord, won't you hear my cry
I'm searching for redemption, under this midnight moon
With each lick I weave, I'm paying my due
Lost in the soulful echo, of the crimson moon
Through the darkness I wander, with my guitar as my guide
Feeling the weight of the world, with every tear I've cried
But in these crimsons I find solace, in the pain I embrace
For it's through these songs of sorrow, I find my saving grace
Oh Lord, won't you hear my cry
I'm searching for redemption, under this midnight moon
With each lick I weave, I'm paying my due
Lost in the soulful echo, of the darkness of the crimson moon
So let the music carry me