the gathering

song about a cornfield and gathering

(Verse 1)

Underneath the starlit skies, where the fireflies dance,

We gather 'round the harvest moon, ready for our chance.

With a guitar strummin' hard, and the echo in the breeze,

We're the thunder in the silence, rockin' through the trees.

(Chorus)

We're livin' loud, we're livin' wild,

In a cornfield dream where the music's styled.

Feel that rhythm pulse and roll,

In this patch of green, we'll find our soul.

(Verse 2)

The scarecrow's noddin' to the beat, he knows the score,

As we kick up dust and let our spirits roar.

Every note a lightning bolt, every chord's a spark,

With the moonlight shining bright, we're lighting up the dark.

(Chorus)

We're livin' loud, we're livin' wild,

In a cornfield dream where the music's styled.

Feel that rhythm pulse and roll,

In this patch of green, we'll find our soul.

(Bridge)

So let the corn stalks sway, like they're movin' with the sound,

We'll play our hearts out, let our freedom be profound.

With every single rockin' tune, we're breakin' all the chains,

In a world where laughter lives, we'll dance like no one's sane.

(Chorus)

Yeah, we're livin' loud, we're livin' wild,

In a cornfield dream where the music's styled.

Feel that rhythm pulse and roll,

In this patch of green, we'll find our soul.

(Outro)

So take this hand and hold it tight,

We'll make our mark beneath the night.

In the cornfield, we're alive,

Rockin' dreams that feel the vibe.