
Dust Walk
Jazz-funk-blues fusion, bass-infused, virtuoso slapping bass, virtuoso ambient psychedelic trumpet, powerful drums. layered complex ambient instrument parts
maakar·6:17

6:17
Dust Walk
Jazz-funk-blues fusion, bass-infused, virtuoso slapping bass, virtuoso ambient psychedelic trumpet, powerful drums. layered complex ambient instrument parts
Creator: maakarRelease Date: March 28, 2025
Lyrics
Walking with my head down low
Each step feels like the last
Been on this road for far too long
Can't tell what's up ahead
Got sand in my boots again
Moving forward, but standing still
Got sand in my boots again
The sun beats down without mercy
Water bottle's running dry
Sometimes I see something distant
But it fades before my eyes
Got sand in my boots again
Moving forward, but standing still
Got sand in my boots again
Look, I've been tracking miles across this emptiness
Every footprint tells a story of my restlessness
Searching for that something that keeps pulling me
Through the heat waves rising up in front of me
My throat's as dry as all these endless dunes
My mind plays tricks in these afternoons
But I keep walking 'cause that's all I know
Even when this journey feels painfully slow
Sometimes I wonder why I started
Sometimes I don't know where to go
Got sand in my boots again
Moving forward, but standing still
Got sand in my boots again
Maybe what I'm looking for
Is right here in plain sight
In the way the wind moves me
And pushes me to fight
(Keep on walking)
(Keep on searching)
(Keep on moving)
Each step feels like the last
Been on this road for far too long
Can't tell what's up ahead
Got sand in my boots again
Moving forward, but standing still
Got sand in my boots again
The sun beats down without mercy
Water bottle's running dry
Sometimes I see something distant
But it fades before my eyes
Got sand in my boots again
Moving forward, but standing still
Got sand in my boots again
Look, I've been tracking miles across this emptiness
Every footprint tells a story of my restlessness
Searching for that something that keeps pulling me
Through the heat waves rising up in front of me
My throat's as dry as all these endless dunes
My mind plays tricks in these afternoons
But I keep walking 'cause that's all I know
Even when this journey feels painfully slow
Sometimes I wonder why I started
Sometimes I don't know where to go
Got sand in my boots again
Moving forward, but standing still
Got sand in my boots again
Maybe what I'm looking for
Is right here in plain sight
In the way the wind moves me
And pushes me to fight
(Keep on walking)
(Keep on searching)
(Keep on moving)
