Brass watch ticks beneath the blaze
Mesa glows where shadows fade
Canyon walls drink morning light
Sand lifts slow in steady flight
Heat hums low a steady choir
Time holds breath on iron wire
Pocket heart beats in the sun
Gold hands turn till day is done
Dust rides wind on copper wings
Night falls soft on silent strings
Cactus spines catch amber glare
Rattler slides where heat declares
Footsteps fade on baked red stone
Horizon drinks the dust we own
Clockface glints like molten glass
Seconds melt as moments pass
Wind writes lines on sandstone skin
Resonates where we have been
Sunset paints the ridge in flame
Stars awaken call each name
Metal pulse beneath the sky
Dreams ride dust on wings to fly
Pocket heart beats in the sun
Gold hands turn till day is done
Dust rides wind on copper wings
Night falls soft on silent strings
Hold the chain feel time unwind
Pulse aligns with canyon wind
Memory burns a steady flame
We stay rooted not the same
Brass still sings when night is deep
Morning finds us promises keep
Trail bends back to where we start
Pocket watch beats in my chest
Canyon breathes a quiet hymn
Sunrise lifts the heavy dim
Fingers trace the worn engraved line
Forever turns on borrowed time
Pocket heart beats in the sun
Gold hands turn till day is done
Dust rides wind on copper wings
Night falls soft on silent strings
Watch keeps ticking sun stays bright