The Dust Keeps My Name

The years took friends, the trail took more, The wind don’t speak, it just keeps score. I left no stone, I claimed no fame, But the dust still keeps my name.

Every mile that carved my skin, Taught me loss and called it kin.

The dust keeps my name when I’m gone, Carved in wind and carried on. If the world forgets, I can’t complain — The dust still keeps my name.

I’ve burned my past on canyon walls, Watched it glow before it falls. The fire died, but left a flame, And the dust still keeps my name.

Every sin I couldn’t tame, Still whispers what remains.

The dust keeps my name when I’m gone, Through every dusk and every dawn. If heaven turns and won’t reclaim — The dust still keeps my name.

Don’t build no cross, don’t carve no word, The road remembers what it heard. When boots stop and echoes fade, The dust still knows what men have made.

Time will fade and fire will die, But I’ll still ride beneath that sky.

The dust keeps my name when I’m gone, Through every dusk and every dawn. No saint to bless, no soul to blame — The dust still keeps my name.

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