Author
Santana
Latin Blues Rock Fusion | Lost Guitar Sessions Full Album

Hey.
Hey. Hey.
Golden river rolling slow  where the desert flowers 
grow.  Evening shadows drift away  at the ending  of the day.
The wind carries old melodies

across the canyon  wide.

And the  lonely guitar answers like  a friend by  my side.
Golden River blues   tonight.
burning through  the fading light.
Every scar and every flame  still somehow calls your name.

You came softly through the darkness

like moonlight on the sea.

In every road I ever wondered, led your love to me.

Smoke

curls through  the midnight air like an unanswered prayer. 
Moonlight dances on the storm,  but I don't  feel alone.
I let the old blues  carry me like a river to the sea. 
And the peace I've been chasing

finally reaches me.  Golden river rolling on. 
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cold river carried me home.

Hey,  

Can your lights tonight are glowing far beyond  the desert line.
Oh, memories keep  flowing like a river  through my mind.

The wind moves through the mountains,

carrying  forgotten songs.

And every mile behind me tells me where I belong. 
Can your  lights tonight still shine?  Like your spirit next to mine.

Every scar and every flame still  somehow speaks  your name.
You came softly through  the darkness like moonlight on the sea. 
And every road I ever wonder,  led your love to me.

8:008 minutesMoonlight [screaming] on the highway,

silver on the stone.
For the first time in a long while, I don't feel alone.
The old blues keep on breathing

soft beneath the stars.

And the night  keeps healing.
These old  broken  parts.

The mountains sleep. The sky turns blue.

Hey.

Hey. Hey.

The Wind knows my story.  It carries  every mile
across the dusty desert  beneath the  endless sky.

Old motel windows glowing.
Far beyond  the bed.
Like memories still waiting  for the night to come again.

The wind of my story tonight.  Shining through the fading light.
Every scar and every flame still somehow calls your name.

You came softly through the darkness like rain beneath the blue.

And every road I ever wonder led my heart to you.

Hey,

hey, hey.

Moonlight on the can,

silver on the sand.
Feels a little like heaven

reaching out ahead.

I don't need all the answers

or alive without the rain.  Just a little piece inside me.

And your memory remains.

Cold wind.

Slow sky and the lonely 
guitar  sings goodbye.

Hey.

Hey,  Hey,

dust and mercy  on the wind.
Another night begins  again.  Old headlights on the highway line

fade into the  dark with time.

The mountains watching silence  beneath a fading glow.And the desert keeps its secrets that only dreamers know.
Dust and mercy fill the sky like a prayer passing by.
Every scar and every  flame still somehow speaks  your name.
You came softly through the blue like the morning breaking 
through and every road I wanted on.
Let me back to you.

Moonlight resting on the sand.  Feels like your gentle hand.

I don't need to chase the past.  Some things were made to last.

The night roll slow around me like an old familiar song. 
And for the first time in  forever, I know where I belong.
The stars still shine.  The wind still  blow.

Spirit in the wind [singing and music] tonight.
Moving through  the pale moonlight, across the hills and desertplains beyond the storms and  rains.
Oh, memories  keep  drifting like clouds across  the sky.
But they don't weigh me down  now  like they did  before. Goodbye.

Spirit in the wind so  free.
Keep on singing over me.Every scar and every flame.
Part of who I became.  Spirit in the wind tonight.
Lead me through the fading   life.
And wherever this road  ends, I'll be whole again.

Hey,  Hey,

The mountains stand like guardians,

watching over every mile.
And the river keeps on rolling with a slow and peaceful  smile.
I don't need all the answers or I'm have to find my way.

Just the music in my spirit

and another brand new  day.

Spirit in the wind remains 
after all the storms and rains.

Hey.

Mhm.

Hey.

Blue horizon calling me.

Beyond the hills  and distant sea.

Oh, cafe lights blow through the rain like  memories that still remain.

Radio humming softly low. Songs from  places long ago.
And the mountain  stands  so still. Watching over  every hill.

Blue horizon calling tonight

shining through the fading light.

Every wound  and every flame only taught me  through the pain.
You  came gently through the storm  like sunlight keeping warm.
Now the  silence in my spirit feels softer than before.

Coffee cups and midnight smoke floating through  the room.
Old guitars  and broken hearts still singing through the gloom.
I let the blues keep breathing

like waves upon the shore.

And the lonely ache inside me doesn't hurt anymore.

Across the  sacred valley, beneath the  setting sun,

the mountains where there shadows

like stories Never done.  Old roads wind through the silence.

Dust rising in the gold.
Every mile keeps teaching  what the heart already  knows.

The evening  breeze  keeps calling. from somewhere far away.
Like a voice that never left me. 
Through every passing day  across the sacred valley tonight,

everything feels so alive.
Every scar and every flame help me become the same.
Across the  sacred valley I go, following where  the wild winds blow.
And every road beneath the sky keeps my  spirit flying high.

33:0033 minutes

Moonlight fills the canyon.

Silver on the stone.
And for the first time in years,  I don't feel alone. 
The old [screaming] blues keep on  singing like rivers to the sea.

And the desert keeps reminding me

who I'm meant to be.
across the  sacred  valley tonight.

I follow the fading light.

Hey.
Hey. Hey.

Song for the open desert.

Song for the endless  road. Song for  every dreamer.
carrying a heavy load.
[singing and music]
The sunset paints the  mountains and colors made of gold. 
And the wind keeps telling stories

older than  the world.

Every mile feels sacred. Every star shines bright.
And the lonely guitar  sings through the middle of the night.

Song for the open desert tonight.
Shining through the faded light.  Every scar and every flame
still somehow calls your name. 
You came softly through the silence  like rain beneath the blue.
And every  road I ever wondered led my heart to  you.

Moonlight. Light resting on  the canyon.
Silver on the sand.
Feels a little like heaven,  reaching out a hand.
I let the old blues carry me  like a river to the sea.

And the peace I've been searching for finally reaches  me.
Open  sky.
road

and the lonely guitar keeps  singing on.

Oh,
hey.

Spirit of the open  road.
Running where the wild wind [singing and music] blows.
Dust rising in the golden light beneath  a vast and endless sky.

Every mile tells a story. Every scar becomes  a song.
And the desert keeps reminding me

where my heart belongs.  Spirit of the open road tonight.
Burning through the  fading light.
Every scar and every flame

still somehow calls your name.
You came  softly through the darkness. Like moonlight on the  sea.
And every road I ever wonder, led your love to  me.

Moonlight resting on the canon.
Silver  on the sand. Feels a little like heaven.Reaching out a hand.
I don't need all the answers  or a life without the rain.
Just a little peace  inside me.
When the night  comes again, open  sky.
Endless  road  and a lonely guitar.

Keep singing on.

Oh.

When the desert sings at midnight, you can hear  it in the breeze.

Ancient voices moving slowly  through the shadows of  the trees.
Every star becomes a  lantern. Every hill becomes a prayer.

And the lonely road  keeps shining.

Like somebody's waiting there.
I've been lost and I've been  broken.
I've been searching all my life  for a little piece of  heaven

beyond the storm and strive.
When  the desert  sings tonight, everything  feels so right.
Every wound and every flame no longer  feels the same.
And the desert sings so low.
There's  a peace I've come to know.
And the road beneath  my feet finally feels complete.

Moonlight rests upon on the canyon.

Silver on the stone.
For the first time in forever,

I don't feel alone.
The old blues keep on breathing  like the river to the sea.

And the spirit of the desert  keeps on setting me free.
When  the desert sings tonight, I  follow it light.

M.

Long cold night.

Hey. Hey. Hey.

Broken barroom lights tonight.
Flicker through  the rain outside. Have  a bottle by my hand.
Trying hard to understand.
Old jukebox  huming soft and low. Every lonely memory won't
let  go. Smoke keeps drifting  across the room like your perfume

in the gloom.  Broken barroom lights again  mixed with whiskey and the rain.

Every shadow, every flame still comes back with your name.

Broken bar lights so blue. Every road leads back to you.
Every  note cuts soft and slow like a  truth I used to know.

Hey,

bartender. Watch without a sound. Broken soul still  gather around.
Your red lipstick still stains that glass.  Funny how memories last.
Smoke keeps rising  toward the ceiling fan. I keep pretending. I still understand.
Broken barroom  lights tonight. Cold beneath the  neon signs.
Every  sip burns deep and true like the ghost of loving you.
Broken  barroom lights remain. Slow dancing  with the pain.
One more song before  the dawn.
One more blues  to carry on.

Morning  coming. Still awake.
Some  old scars never break.
Whiskey  whispering soft and low.
Some hearts leave but never go.

Yeah,

one more night.

58:0058 minutesMat.

Street lights shaking on the window pain.Ashes in the tray in your picture frame.
Clock keeps talking  but the room stays still.
Every drop I drink  runs against  my will.
Old you boxing  like it knows my pain. Some nights heals  slow,
some don't change. Midnight bottle blues  again.
Calling out your name in vain. Burning low like neon light.
Keeping lonely hearts alive tonight.
Midnight bottle  boo so deep.
Talking when I cannot  sleep.
Every note and every flame  sounds like you and whiskey rain.

Bartender  watches but says nothing.  Now you seen broken souls  come and go somehow.
Your old red lipstick  still on that glass.
Funny how memories  never really  pass.
Smoke keeps rising  to the ceiling fan.  I hold on longer
than a broken man. Midnight bottle blues
tonight. Cold as empty city lights.
Every sip cut soft and slow like  a truth I used to know.
[screaming]
Midnight by blues remain. Dancing with the pouring rain.
One more song before the dawn. One more heart to carry  on.

Morning coming. Still  awake. Half these scars too deep to shake.
Whiskey whispers soft and low.  Some things  leave but never go.
after midnight.
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Rain keeps falling past the neon  sign.
Ashes in the tray  and your ghost on my mind
turn through the haze.
Every little memory  still stays.
Radio whispering  soft and slow.
Some loves leave
some [screaming] never go.
After  midnight rain tonight burning  underneath blue light.
Every heartbeat, every  flame still comes back with your  name.
After midnight rain so  deep talking when I cannot sleep.
Every note and whisky stain  falls like cold November rain.
Walking laughing  with tired eyes.
seen too  many truths and  too many lies.
Your red jacket
still hangs nearby.  Funny how goodbye.
never says  goodbye.
Smoke keeps  floating across the room.
I keep  waiting though I know [screaming] the truth
after midnight rain  tonight. Cold beneath the motel lights.
Every burn deep and  slow like a love I can't  let go.
After midnight rain remains mixed  with thunder and the pain.
One more song before sunrise. One more dream before goodbye.
Morning breaking,  still alone. Some hearts wander, some stay home.
Whiskey talking  soft and true.
Every road comes back to you.
Blue smoke tonight.
Oh,
I ain't
Hey. Hey. Hey.
Blue smoke hanging through  the motel light.
Half an empty bottle
beside midnight.
Old  fans spinning slow overhead.
Every quiet memory feels unsafe. 
Rain keeps falling  past the knee. I'm alone.
Some loves disappear,  some stay slow. 
Blue smoke motel tonight, burning underneath pale light.
Every  whisper, every flame still comes back with your name.
Blue smoke  motel. So low where [screaming] the lonely people go.
Every note in pouring rain still circles through my pain.
bartender laughing with tired eyes think  too many truths, too many lies.
Your  red lipstick still stains that cup.
Funny  how memories never give up.
Smoke keeps drifting across the room. 
I keep waiting though. I [screaming] know the truth.
Blue smoke  motel tonight.
Cold beneath the roadside  lights.
Every sip burns soft  and deep like promises I couldn't keep.

Blue smoke motel remains
slow dancing with the rain. One more night before  goodbye.
One more dream before sunrise.
Morning 
breaking.
Still  alone.  Some hearts wonder, 
some stay home.
Whiskey  talking soft  and true.
Every road comes back to  you.
Hey.  Hey. Hey.

M.
I hear whispers from the canyon when the evening starts to  fall.
Old voices  in the distance,
echo softly  through the walls.
I've been carrying my memories  like stones beneath my skin.
But the  wind keeps moving forward and it tells me to begin. 
Golden shadows cross the mountains as the daylight disappears.
And  the silence feels much lighter. When I finally face  my fears.
Whispers from the canyon tonight
calling me to the light.  Every sky carried through.
Made  me stronger, made me new.  Let the old road disappear.
Let the  wind erase my fear.  I don't need to know the way.
I  just need another day.
Hey,
Moonlight falls across the desert.
Silver running through the sand.
And I feel a quiet freedom like the world is in  my hands.
No more running from the shadows.
No more hiding from the rain.
Every road that brought me here wasn't traveled all in vain. 
Whispers  from the canyon tonight calling me  toward the light.
Every scar I carried through.
Made me stronger made me new. Let  the old road disappear.
Let the  wind erase my fear. Oh.
Oh. I don't need to know  the way.
I just need another day.
The canon whispers  low.
And now I finally know.

Hey. Hey. Hey.

Moonlight on the long road.  Silver on  the sand.
I've been driving through the  darkness.
With a wheel inside my hands, every mile behind me 
leaves another ghost behind.

And the farther that I travel,  the more peace I seem to  find.
There are mountains in the distance. There are stars above the plane.
And the night wind through the window
feels like freedom once again.
Moonlight on the long road.
Guide me through the night.  Let the rhythm of the highway
take  me toward the light. I don't need to know tomorrow.
I don't need to understand.
All I need is this old guitar  and the rope  beneath my hands.

I have carried  too much sorrow from the places  I have been.
Now I leave it with  the desert
and I start my life again. 
The horizon keeps on calling  and the morning waits ahead. 
Every road that once seemed lonely  now feels like the
road I chose.  Moonlight on the long road.
Guide  me through the night.

Let the rhythm of the  highway take me toward the light.
I don't need to know tomorrow.
I don't need to understand.  All I need is this oldguitar and the rope beneath my  hands.
Moonlight on the long road.  Keep caringme home.

Yeah.
Moo.
Yeah.   Dusty moon above the road.
Heavy heart and worn out soul.
Old bar lights and pouring  rain.
Still trying to lose the pain.
Every mile beneath the stars feels like healing broken hearts.
And the radio  sings low songs from long ago. 
Dusty moon highway tonight shining  through the fading light.
Every wound and every flame only  talk me through the pain.
Dusty moon burning slow like the fire down below.
And this lonely guitar  sings about lost and wondering things.
Watching.  says nothing now.
He's seen broken souls. Somehow smoke  and shadows fill the room
like gold ghost beneath the  moon.
I don't run from what I know. I just let the night move slow.
While the  desert whispers low, you were never alone.

Morning comes.   Still awake.
Ooh.
One more night.
One more night.
whiskey burning in the glass.  Watching old memories pass.
Neon shadows on the  wall like ghosts inside this empty hall.
Cold rain falling through the night
underneath the pale moonlight.
And the desert wind still  sings of lost and wondering things. 
Whisk fire and rain tonight.
Shining through the fading light.
Every scar and every flame
still somehow calls your name.
Whiskey  burning soft and low like the fire down below.
And this  lonely guitar cries beneath  these endless western skies.
Hey. 
Smoke keeps rising through the dark
like old memories in my heart. I don't run from what I know.
I just let the night move slow  while the canyon whispers low.

Some wounds  never let go.
Cold  night.
Empty road. 
One more night.
Blue horizon  road  stretching underneath the sun.
I've been driving toward  tomorrow  with nowhere left to run.
Every mile beneath my ties
[singing and music]
leaves another ghost  behind.
And the farther that I travel,  the more peace I seem to find.
There are mountains in the distance.
There is fire in the sky

and the wind across the highway.
Feels  like freedom passing  by.
M.  Blue horizon. Take me where the wild winds blow.

Let the old days fade away. Let the morning find a way.
Blue horizon roll carry this old heavy  soul.
I don't need to know the end.
I just follow where you been.

I spent  years afraid of losing things I never  really own.
Now the road beneath my footsteps
feels like  somewhere I belong.
Sunset  paints the desert crimson.
As the  evening starts to fall and I hear the distant mountains
like they're answering my call.
Blue horizon and roll. Take me where the wild winds blow.
Let the  old days fade away. Let the morning find a way.Blue horizon.
Carry the soul.  I don't need to know the  end.
I just follow where you been.
Blue horizon roll, keep  rolling  on.
boy.
How Found an old road waiting
at the edge of  yesterday.
Covered by the golden dust  of all the years that slipped away.
I've been searching for a reason

to keep moving down the line.
with an old guitar beside me and a restless  heart of mine.
Every sunset in  the distance paints another shade of  gold.
And the road keeps telling stories. that my soul is never  told.
On the  road of golden dust,
I will follow where I  must. Let the wind become my guide.
Let  the open sky decide on the road of gold and  dust.
Leave the broken dreams to rust.
Every mile can  make me whole.
Every road can  save a soul.

I don't know what waites tomorrow.
I don't need to understand.  All I know is  something calling
from beyond this empty  land.
I have learned that freedom  whispers when you finally let things  go
in the road  you never  planned for. might be all you need to know.
On the road  of golden dust, I will follow where I  must.
Let the wind become my  guide.
Let the open sky decide  on the road of  gold and dust.
Leave the broken  dreams to rust.
Every mile  can make me whole.
Every road can save a soul.
[singing and music]
On the road of golden dust, 
I'm still moving down the Ah,