Cold Fire

Outta nowhere, no name to tell, Rides on in when things go to hell, Dust on boots and fire in her eyes, Gone again ‘fore you realize. Men go quiet when she walks in slow, One sharp look and they all know, She don’t stay and she don’t belong, She rights the wrongs and then she’s gone. When it burns, she rides on in, Sets it straight, then gone again, Steady hand, she never miss, Leaves you dreamin’ ‘bout her kiss. Twists your head like whiskey strong, Leaves you wonderin’ what went wrong, Takes a bottle, maybe two, Just to lose the thought of you. She rides through fire, through dust and sin, Never asks and never lets you in, Every town just looks the same, Another face, another name. Cards on tables, guns at side, Truth don’t matter, truth can hide, She don’t play for gold or fame, Just leaves ashes where she came. When it burns, she rides on in, Sets it straight, then gone again, Steady hand, she never miss, Leaves you dreamin’ ‘bout her kiss. Twists your head like whiskey strong, Leaves you wonderin’ what went wrong, Takes a bottle, maybe two, Just to lose the thought of you. One day she met Bryce out in the dust, A man who didn’t fold or rush, Didn’t go cold like the rest all do, Held that line like he saw right through. No cheap talk and no slow game, Didn’t flinch and he never changed, Something in him wouldn’t run — Felt like heat from a loaded gun. She rode out like she always done — But now every road and every run, She keeps that ghost somewhere inside… Hopin’ one day their paths collide. No tracks left in dust or rain, Comes and goes like a midnight train, No one knows just where she’s from, But when it burns — she always comes. When it burns, she rides on in, Sets it straight, then gone again, Breaks your heart and clears the storm, Leaves you right… but never warm.