Ain’t No Rest West of Me

If peace is a place, I rode past it a long damn time ago.

Sky’s on fire, road’s gone black, Every mile whispers, “Don’t look back.” The sun went down but forgot to die, And I’m still here, askin’ why.

Ain’t no rest west of me, No holy ground, no mercy sea. Just wind, whiskey, and what I’ve done, And the shadow I call my only one.

They built their towns, they prayed for rain, I built my life outta dust and pain. The stars don’t care, they just watch me crawl, But I still rise when the angels fall.

Ain’t no rest west of me, No soft word, no guarantee. Just smoke and the ghost of who I was, And a road that never does.

If you find my bones, don’t pray, don’t weep, I ain’t gone — I just don’t sleep. Tell the world I rode my creed, And the dust remembers what I bleed.

Ain’t no rest west of me, No church can cage what I set free. I burned my past, I lit the sky — And I’ll keep ridin’ till the day I die.

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