Back to My Hometown – Western Ballad by BORNA WEST

Описание: "Metro Line to My Hometown" is a cinematic modern country ballad blending gritty male vocals, a mid-tempo stomp, and steel guitar over a soundscape of subway ambiance. Follow the story of an urban cowboy yearning to escape the cold city glow and return to his rural roots. With vivid lyricism, melancholic power, and emotional storytelling, this track captures the journey from steel and glass to pine and sky. Hit play, ride the rails, and take the journey home.

Lyrics:
Five o’clock shadow and the neon’s hummin’
The platform’s shakin’, I can feel it comin’
These **Lucchese boots**, they’re a little too loud
For a concrete canyon and a nameless crowd
I’m tradin’ this suit for a denim sky
Gotta leave this glass and steel behind.

Paper cup coffee and a barcode pass
A city boy’s life is movin’ too fast
They’re glued to their screens, lost in the blue light
While I’m chasin’ a ghost through the tunnel tonight
Deep under the pavement, through the soot and the grime
I’m payin’ my dues one stop at a time.

Oh, take me down, *Metro Line* to my hometown
Below the city noise, where the world is upside down
This iron track is my only saving grace
Carryin’ me back to a wide-open space
Between the skyscrapers and the cold city glow
I’m an urban cowboy with nowhere to go
But the Metro Line to my hometown… yeah, take me home.

Three stops to the timber, two to the creek
Where the air is sweet and the words are weak
I’m pullin’ the buds right out of my ears
To hear the crickets sing for the first time in years
Last stop’s callin’, the lights are dimmin’ low
I’m leavin’ the rat race for a slower flow.

I ain’t countin’ minutes by the clock on the wall
But by the scent of the pines and the timber tall
The graffiti on the tunnel starts to fade away
As the city’s grey ghost gives up to the day
No more shoulders rubbin’ in a crowd of ghosts
Just me and the rails and the fence-line posts.

You can keep your penthouse and your view from the top
And all the shiny things that a dollar can shop
But you can’t buy the smell of a mown-down hay
Or the way the silence heals at the end of the day
Out where nobody cares about a title or a name
And the stars burn bright, puttin’ the streetlights to shame.

Oh, take me down, *Metro Line* to my hometown
Below the city noise, where the world is upside down
This iron track is my only saving grace
Carryin’ me back to a wide-open space
Between the skyscrapers and the cold city glow
I’m an urban cowboy with nowhere to go
But the Metro Line to my hometown…

Just a one-way ticket, a midnight flight
Leavin’ this jungle for the pale moonlight.
Metro Line…
I’m an urban cowboy with nowhere to go
But the Metro Line to my hometown… yeah, take me home.

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Lyrics: Borna Cuk
Music Production & Artist: BORNA WEST
Release: December 12, 2025
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