Run Like the Wild - SuperSheepAi

Описание: Run Like the Wild - SuperSheepAi

Verse 1:
Out where the desert meets the sky,
Where the red dirt rolls and the eagles fly,
There’s a herd of shadows running free,
No fence can hold ‘em, no chain can see.
Hooves drum the heartbeat of the land,
They’re painting stories in the sand,
Eyes like fire, wild and pure,
Living the life that freedom ensures.
Chorus:
Run like the wind, run like the sun,
No one can catch what’s never done.
Hearts unbroken, spirits untamed,
Wild mustangs, they know no chains.
Oh, run like the wind, run where you roam,
Every open plain is a place called home.
Chasing dreams in the fading light,
But I’ve never felt so alive, so near,
As when I see ‘em run without fear.
Every mane’s a river of flame,
Every stride is calling my name,
Every mane’s a river of flame,
Every stride is calling my name,
A lesson in living, untethered, unbound,
Where the heart beats louder than the sound.
Chorus:
Run like the wind, run like the sun,
No one can catch what’s never done.
Hearts unbroken, spirits untamed,
Wild mustangs, they know no chains.
Oh, run like the wind, run where you roam,
Every open plain is a place called home.
Freedom’s in their blood, it’s in their soul,
Wild mustangs, that’s how the free roll.
Bridge:
And when the moon rises over the hills,
And the night winds whisper, soft and still,
I feel a longing, deep and strong,
To run with the herd where I belong.
No silver, no gold, could ever compare,
To the taste of the wind through my hair,
I’ll follow their trail till the end of days,
Learning freedom in their wild ways.
Chorus (Repeat/Extended):
Run like the wind, run like the sun,
No one can catch what’s never done.
Hearts unbroken, spirits untamed,
Wild mustangs, they know no chains.
Oh, run like the wind, run where you roam,
Every open plain is a place called home.
Freedom’s in their blood, it’s in their soul,
Wild mustangs, that’s how the free roll.
Outro (Soft, reflective):
So when life feels heavy, and I feel small,
I close my eyes and hear their call,
The wild mustangs running free,
And a little piece of that runs in me.