Cleatus Darville- Casting line

human idea, ai generated, human editing. enjoy!! Verse one: Sun peeks out over the cottonwoods, me and dad pushin’ off in that creaky old boat. He’d tell me ’bout the big one. he swore lived downriver. The smell of river mud and pine, his hand steady on the oar, guiding us out. Chorus: We’d cast our lines, just the two of us, listening to the river’s song. Didn’t matter if the fish were biting, it was the time. that counted. The river knew our names. [sad violin solo] Verse two: Now, when that same sun rises. it’s just me pushin’ off alone. The old boat creaks a little louder, and the air now feels still. dad's voice is a memory, carried on the wind. the river don’t call our names, the way it did. Chorus: I cast my line for the memory, just to hear him, again. The fish don’t bite like they used to. that ain’t why I’m here. It’s the quiet and the water, the echoes of him Chorus again, with a twist: I’ll keep rowin’. keep rememberin’, till the river knows our names, once again. And maybe one day, when the fish finally bite, I’ll hear him again. [ sad moving violin solo]