No Strings from AMERICA by Toni Nebraska

In my hands — a hollow frame
The strings are gone, lost to the flame
But my fingers still recall the sound
And my heart says: Play it loud

Dust on the frets, but to me it's pure gold
Every crack is a map of the roads
I close my eyes — and I break from the chains
Freedom is dancing inside of my veins

A guitar with no strings, but the heart still sings
Though the wood and the wires have lost their wings
The melody flows through my hands in the night
And the echo of dreams keeps my fire alight

A guitar with no strings, but my soul's like a flame
Burning wild, untamed by shame
No sound to be heard, but I feel the chord
That carries me on like a roaring storm

Storms have beaten the rhythm on me
Washed away chords into the sea
But I've learned to play between the rains
And every note still breaks my chains

Cracks on the body like scars on my skin
But they hold all the songs that live deep within
Let the world hear it loud and true
I live in the sound, it's my chosen view

A guitar with no strings, but the heart still sings
Though the wood and the wires have lost their wings
The melody flows through my hands in the night
And the echo of dreams keeps my fire alight

A guitar with no strings, but my soul's like a flame
Burning wild, untamed by shame
No sound to be heard, but I feel the chord
That carries me on like a roaring storm

And if my voice gets lost in the dark
I'll follow the beat of my barefooted march
I'll become the song that the wild wind brings
No strings on my guitar — but my heart still sings

A guitar with no strings, but the heart still sings
Though the wood and the wires have lost their wings
The melody flows through my hands in the night
And the echo of dreams keeps my fire alight

Play it loud, play it loud
Still sings
Still sings

• Rock
• alternative rock
• americana
• blues rock
• desert rock
• emotional rock
• guitar
• indie rock
• outlaw
• pop rock
• road music
• rock
• toni nebraska
• Poland