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Balmy Nights, Luxuriant Skies 1 by CHELSEY

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Balmy Nights, Luxuriant Skies 1

country,male vocals

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[Verse 1]
Out past the feed‑lot, where the balmy winds blow,
The maple leaves whisper of the things I used to know.
Your leaving hit quiet, like a small-town cataclysm,
Left me gawking at the stars, wondering what this is.
I won't kowtow to sorrow or bow to what they say,
Though the town called it a farce, I learned to find my way.
Giddy on the porch swing, laughin' through my tears,
Turned our ignominy into courage over years.
[Chorus]
Balmy nights, luxuriant moonlit skies,
Love will defray the cost and dry these eyes.
I'm elated by the dawn, even after the fall,
Balmy nights, luxuriant skies — I stand tall.
[Verse 2]
There were whispers like trials that tried to absolve no wrongs,
But every heartbreak's a lesson that sings its honest songs.
I won't let shame define me, won't let the past hold sway,
No need to kowtow to memories that beg me to stay.
You called it ignominy, I called it rough and real,
Giddy with second chances, learning how to heal.
That cataclysm of us washed out the old and paved anew,
What once felt like a farce now feels honest and true.
[Chorus]
Balmy nights, luxuriant moonlit skies,
Love will defray the cost and dry these eyes.
I'm elated by the dawn, even after the fall,
Balmy nights, luxuriant skies — I stand tall.
[Bridge]
No storm will absolve the lessons etched in bone,
But I'm richer for the wound, not walking it alone.
I won't kowtow to the dark, won't barter joy for shame,
I'll sing our little truths and let forgiveness tame
The guilt, the ignominy that once had me confined,
Now luxuriant fields of hope grow up inside my mind.
[Chorus — Variation]
Balmy nights, luxuriant moonlit skies,
Let love defray what hurt me, lift me high.
I'm elated and a little bit giddy at the sight,
Balmy nights, luxuriant skies — we make it right.
[Outro]
So tip your hat to heartache, we'll thank it in time,
What once felt like a farce becomes a stubborn rhyme.
Under balmy heavens, after that small cataclysm's cry,
We spin our stories gentle, ’neath luxuriant skies.