Fallen Grove – The Dusty Road | Folk Ballad

Fallen Grove — a folk ballad by The Dusty Road, from the album "Evergreen". After the storm the grove lies broken, birch splinters on the soil, a hawk watching from above. A song about what remains when the old trees fall. 🎸 The Dusty Road — old roads, empty chairs and songs sung by the fire. 🔔 Subscribe for new folk ballads every week:    / @embervolk   LYRICS The canopy has fractured into jagged grey lines Scattered mahogany splinters beneath the hanging vines The soil drinks the marrow of the fallen birch While hawks observe from their hollowed-out perch Heavy soles crush the residue of the storm Leaving prints where the thickets used to be warm A sudden draft whistles through the gaps in the bark Carrying melodies that ignite within the dark Ancient verses about the iron and the leaf Telling tales of the season and its quiet thief I’ve been tracing maps on the underside of stones Listening to the hum of the earth’s weary bones The timber is snapping for the sake of the tune Under the gaze of a pale and crooked moon Collect the debris and the stories they hold Turn the dried needles into tattered gold We are drifting where the roots have gone dry Singing to the wreckage under a vacant sky There is no sanctuary in a world of decay Only the chords that lead the shadows away The snapped cedar becomes a hollow guitar Strummed by the reach of a dying North Star It’s a jagged kind of grace in a ruined green hall Catching the fragments before they all fall The creek is choked with the weight of the debris Flowing towards a saltless and silent sea I’ll mend my coat with the moss and the twine Waiting for the sun to redraw the design Every broken limb is a stanza in wait Written in the dust at the forest gate The timber is snapping for the sake of the tune Under the gaze of a pale and crooked moon Collect the debris and the stories they hold Turn the dried needles into tattered gold We are drifting where the roots have gone dry Singing to the wreckage under a vacant sky — Music: The Dusty Road · Album: Evergreen (Track 5) Music created with AI tools; lyrics, concept, visuals and curation by Embervolk. #folkballad #americana #thedustyroad #folkmusic #sadsongs #acousticguitar #embervolk