Saddle Storms - One Steel String

One Steel String | Saddle Storms | Saddle Storms Album

Before she had words for what she was surviving, she had music. One Steel String is the most personal song on this album. A little girl alone in a library, a record player, and Jim Reeves — calm as water on a wound that wouldn't close.

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That's where she learned that music wasn't entertainment. It was survival. It was the one thing that never asked anything of her and never once walked away. Decades later she's still that little girl sometimes. Still running to that sound. Still finding tears that life forgot to let her have. If music ever saved you too — this one's for you. Some people had teddy bears growing up... I had music. This is everything that music means to me and what it has done for me. Sometimes it just takes music to keep you going. Original by Saddle Storms.

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[Verse 1] There was a little girl who ran to somewhere quiet, somewhere safe, Found a record player and Jim Reeves in a library space. His voice came calm as water on a wound that wouldn't close— And she breathed again. She went another day. And nobody knows. [Chorus] It kept her alive on the coldest nights, Steel guitar rattling something back to life. The words she never found in the silence of her storm, Music swept in like a shelter and it kept her warm. Not the only one — never quite alone — Music was her soft place to fall, her way back home. [Verse 2] Some nights it's the hard rock ripping anger loose from bone, Enough fire to keep fighting when the fight is on your own. Some nights it's the steel guitar that rattles every nerve, Thaws her fingers, taps her toes, gives back more than she deserves. [Chorus] [Bridge] Every what if and every almost, every love that came and went, One steel guitar string pulled the tears that life wouldn't let her spend. She's still that little girl sometimes running to that sound— The one thing in her whole life that never let her down. [Final Chorus] It kept her alive on the coldest nights, Steel guitar rattling something back to life. The words she never found in the silence of her storm, Music swept in like a shelter and it kept her warm. She's still that little girl running to that sound, The one thing in her whole life that never let her down. Her soft place to fall. [Outro] Still tapping her toes when the rest of her is frozen. Still finding tears that life forgot to let her have. Still running to that quiet place where somebody understands. Music was always her soft place. Her soft place to fall.

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About Saddle Storms: Wyoming-born outlaw country, western storytelling, rodeo soul, heartbreak ballads, and Code of the West honesty from six generations of ranch life.

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