Ashes and Walls
v4
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Ashes and Walls
v4
@dndj dn
Text
[Verse 1]
Way out past the broken line
where the fence posts lean and die
Raiders come in blackened masks
and leave their smoke across the sky
They take the grain, they take the tin
from hands already worn and thin
Then dig a grave with laughing mouths
and brag about the blood they’re in
[Pre-Chorus]
But one old plea crossed the dry plains
through dust and fear and burning rain
To the Red Rocket watchtower door
where the Minutemen heard the names
[Chorus]
Stand up, Minutemen
Take the wall again
Ashes on the wind
We don’t bend
Stand up, Minutemen
Bring the dawn again
Raider bones in the dirt
That’s the end
[Verse 2]
The General read the parchment slow
by lantern glow and kettle steam
Then snapped the seal and pointed east
like he’d seen justice in a dream
“Load the trucks, sound every bell
wake the farms and ring the well
If they came for widow hands
we’ll make those thieves remember hell”
[Pre-Chorus]
From Concord roads to shattered farms
boots came down like thunderstorms
Every porch light turned to fire
every soul became a sworn arm
[Chorus]
Stand up, Minutemen
Take the wall again
Ashes on the wind
We don’t bend
Stand up, Minutemen
Bring the dawn again
Raider bones in the dirt
That’s the end
[Bridge]
At the ridge where crows made circles
the first shot cracked the frozen air
Then the fields woke up in answer
with a hundred voices everywhere
No more crying in the trenches
No more children taught to hide
Just the hammer of a hard world
and the people turning tides
[Final Chorus]
Stand up, Minutemen
Take the wall again
Ashes on the wind
We don’t bend
Stand up, Minutemen
Bring the dawn again
Raider bones in the dirt
That’s the end
Stand up, Minutemen
Hold the line again
For the poor and the grave
We defend
Way out past the broken line
where the fence posts lean and die
Raiders come in blackened masks
and leave their smoke across the sky
They take the grain, they take the tin
from hands already worn and thin
Then dig a grave with laughing mouths
and brag about the blood they’re in
[Pre-Chorus]
But one old plea crossed the dry plains
through dust and fear and burning rain
To the Red Rocket watchtower door
where the Minutemen heard the names
[Chorus]
Stand up, Minutemen
Take the wall again
Ashes on the wind
We don’t bend
Stand up, Minutemen
Bring the dawn again
Raider bones in the dirt
That’s the end
[Verse 2]
The General read the parchment slow
by lantern glow and kettle steam
Then snapped the seal and pointed east
like he’d seen justice in a dream
“Load the trucks, sound every bell
wake the farms and ring the well
If they came for widow hands
we’ll make those thieves remember hell”
[Pre-Chorus]
From Concord roads to shattered farms
boots came down like thunderstorms
Every porch light turned to fire
every soul became a sworn arm
[Chorus]
Stand up, Minutemen
Take the wall again
Ashes on the wind
We don’t bend
Stand up, Minutemen
Bring the dawn again
Raider bones in the dirt
That’s the end
[Bridge]
At the ridge where crows made circles
the first shot cracked the frozen air
Then the fields woke up in answer
with a hundred voices everywhere
No more crying in the trenches
No more children taught to hide
Just the hammer of a hard world
and the people turning tides
[Final Chorus]
Stand up, Minutemen
Take the wall again
Ashes on the wind
We don’t bend
Stand up, Minutemen
Bring the dawn again
Raider bones in the dirt
That’s the end
Stand up, Minutemen
Hold the line again
For the poor and the grave
We defend
Musikstil
Country ballad with heroic mid-tempo stomp, steady acoustic strum and handclaps; verse rides sparse guitar, low kick, and fiddle drone; pre-chorus lifts with snare rolls and harmony rise; chorus hits with full band, gang vocals, and a soaring lead line. Close-mic male vocal, warm grit in verses, stacked doubles on the hook. Ear candy: wind-up harmonica before the first chorus, reverse cymbal into the bridge, and a final fiddle answer to the last line. Bright, punchy, cinematic mix with dusty Western edge., country
