I write songs based on how I’m feeling in the moment or whatever I’m thinking about at the time. That’s why the songs are as varied as life itself. Maybe some of them will resonate with you. Best regards, Genja
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The sun was sinking low across the plains
Dust and sorrow running through my veins
We had a little farm beneath the sky
Fields of gold where dreams would never die
But the night came cold with a burning flame
They took my love and left me with the blame
Now I ride with vengeance in my soul
Through the canyon winds where the dark drums roll
Every mile I swear I hear their lies
And I’ll hunt them down till the last one dies
One by one I found them on the trail
Justice carved in lead, no room to fail
The desert sang as the rifles cried
And the earth drank deep where the killers lied
The final duel beneath the crimson sun
Me and the devil staring down the gun
I pulled the trigger, felt the fire burn
But the price was mine and there’s no return
With my last breath I see their faces clear
My wife, my children drawing near
The pain is gone as the shadows fade
I ride to heaven where our dreams are made