The Trophy Stand

Lyrics

[Verse]
Morning light is breaking through the trees,
Quiet whispers carry on the breeze,
In this wooden blind, it's where I'll stay,
Waiting for that buck to cross my way.

[Verse]
The forest holds its secrets, deep and wide,
Footprints in the dirt, where shadows hide,
I’ve tracked him through the brush, year after year,
Hoping for the moment he'd appear.

[Chorus]
Out here in the silence, man versus beast,
In this timeless dance, where patience is the feast,
With my rifle steady, and my eyes so keen,
Chasing dreams of antlers, in this hunting scene.

[Verse]
Memories of seasons, etched in time,
Father's words, echo on the line,
Every hunt a story, every sigh a prayer,
For that elusive trophy, we hunters all share.

[Bridge]
Cold nights by the fire, telling tales,
Drinking warmth from rusty, well-worn pails,
Brotherhood in silence, stronger than words,
Bound by the hunt, the call of the birds.

[Chorus]
Out here in the silence, man versus beast,
In this timeless dance, where patience is the feast,
With my rifle steady, and my eyes so keen,
Chasing dreams of antlers, in this hunting scene.