Ghost of the West - West Coast AI (Country Ballad)

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"Ghost of the West" tells the story of an aging gunslinger reflecting on his violent past and the profound changes in the world around him. He looks back with regret at the lives he took and the loved ones he lost, feeling out of place in a modern, post-WWII world that no longer resembles the lawless West he once knew. Haunted by memories of his outlaw days, he sees himself as a forgotten relic, a shadow of a bygone era struggling to find peace in a time that's moved on without him.

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
I remember the dust in the wind
The sun sinking low, shadows growing thin
The weight of a gun hanging by my side
A man on the run, nowhere to hide
I lived by the law of the land, not the law of the man
With blood on my hands and a heart full of sand
Outlaws and whispers, bullets and scars
I traded my soul for nights under the stars

Pre-Chorus:
Now I sit in this world I don’t recognize
The streets are paved, but I’ve paid my price
The echoes of shots, the screams in the night
Still follow me here, like ghosts in the light

Chorus:
Oh, I’m just a ghost of the West
A relic forgotten, put to the test
The lives that I took, the blood that I spilled
It weighs on me now, no peace to be filled
I lived through the wars, through the rise and the fall
But this world ain’t my home, not at all
I’m a man out of time, with nowhere to go
Just a shadow fading slow

Verse 2:
I once rode with a fire in my veins
Silver and steel, feeling no pain
But I buried my brothers, one by one
Under the desert’s merciless sun
I thought I could outrun the things I had done
But you can’t outdraw the setting sun
Now I see these cities rise from the ground
With their lights so bright, but I still hear the sound—

Pre-Chorus:
Of hoofbeats and gunshots, the cries in the dark
Remind me that I’m still bearing the mark
Though the world’s moved on, I remain the same
A sinner without a name

Chorus:
Oh, I’m just a ghost of the West
A relic forgotten, put to the test
The lives that I took, the blood that I spilled
It weighs on me now, no peace to be filled
I lived through the wars, through the rise and the fall
But this world ain’t my home, not at all
I’m a man out of time, with nowhere to go
Just a shadow fading slow

Bridge:
I’ve seen men in uniforms fight for the right
I fought for survival, not wrong or right
Now they build bombs that could level the sky
But I still remember each man that died
By my hand, by my creed, by my gun
I thought I’d find peace when the fighting was done

Chorus:
Oh, I’m just a ghost of the West
A relic forgotten, put to the test
The lives that I took, the blood that I spilled
It weighs on me now, no peace to be filled
I lived through the wars, through the rise and the fall
But this world ain’t my home, not at all
I’m a man out of time, with nowhere to go
Just a shadow fading slow

Outro:
So I tip my hat to the setting sun
One last ride, my time’s almost done
I was a gunslinger, now just a name
Lost in the pages of a forgotten game

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