Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Dust floats in the quiet of the pines Metal sings with the wind and the vines [Verse] Blue and red beneath the fading sun White stripes like prayers on the run A number plate 18 staring at the trail Knuckles tight on the handlebars’ scale Exposed coils hum with a rustic grace Thick tread stories across the leaf-strewn place Stickers whisper memories of miles we chased Stain of mud and adventure, lightly traced The ATV sits patient, counting the breaths Ground crunches softly where the forest rests Rusted green moss pockets the old fallen leaves Each tire a drumbeat for unsleeping eaves Branches sketch a roof of gnawed light Shadows lace the ground in quiet might If you listen close, you’ll hear the road sigh A promise hidden in geometry and sky [Chorus] Rumble in the woods, ride the wind and rise We’re drawing lines on the map with firefly eyes Hold the throttle like a secret in your grip 18 on the plate, forever on this trip [Verse] The trail unfolds in copper and chrome haze Footprints fade into a chorus of grays decals gleam where the sun finds a seam Color fades back into a forested dream Leaves cling to steel, a chorus of rust We chase the chorus of creak and trust The ground is a song of creviced stone We carve a rhythm where wild roots are grown Motor breathes deep, a steady refrain We drift through sighs of pine and rain The woods keep a diary in bark and bark-loud breeze And every turn writes stories the heart believes [Chorus] Rumble in the woods, ride the wind and rise We’re drawing lines on the map with firefly eyes Hold the throttle like a secret in your grip 18 on the plate, forever on this trip [Bridge] Under braking moons and sunlit dust We learn the map is made of trust Between metal ribs and leaf-strewn soil We find a rhythm, we keep it loyal The forest nods in emerald approval As gears hum soft in a quiet solution No destination, just the path we know A lantern spark in a quiet show [Chorus] Rumble in the woods, ride the wind and rise We’re drawing lines on the map with firefly eyes Hold the throttle like a secret in your grip 18 on the plate, forever on this trip [Outro] When the last leaf falls, we’ll still be here Motor memories murmur in the forest’s ear Blue, red, and white fade into the dawn But the road keeps calling, long after we’re gone
Tags
dance, High-energy EDM-dubstep hybrid with crunchy midrange bass growls, sidechained supersaws, and a playful, processed
Duration
4:31
Instrumental
No
Created
4/1/2026