Burnt out neon buzzing like a warning,
Streetlight halos hanging in the haze.
I’ve been chasing something since the morning—
Still running from the choices that I made.
Heartbreak colored like a rusted sunrise,
Dreams written on a barroom napkin note.
Every promise feels a little crosswired,
Like the truth got tangled in the smoke.

But the night don’t judge, it just opens wide,
And I keep falling forward into the lights.

Under this bourbon skyline,
I’m stumbling toward my name.
Got a whiskey-sharp redemption
Burning clean through all my blame.
Yeah, the city pours its heart out,
Makes me feel like I’m alive.
Under this bourbon skyline—
I swear I’m learning how to rise.

Bottle caps and second chances scattered,
Little victories tucked inside my coat.
Every lover left a ghost that mattered,
Every lesson carved into my throat.
Still I feel the pulse beneath the pavement,
Like it’s beating out a path for me to take.
Maybe hope ain’t something that you chase here—
Maybe it’s something that you learn to make.

And the night leans in like a long-lost friend,
Saying no one’s story’s gotta end this way.

Under this bourbon skyline,
I’m stumbling toward my name.
Got a whiskey-sharp redemption
Burning clean through all my blame.
Yeah, the city pours its heart out,
Makes me feel like I’m alive.
Under this bourbon skyline—
I swear I’m learning how to rise.

Pour out the hurt, let the truth spill slow,
Raise up the life I’ve been scared to show.
If I burn tonight, let me burn bright—
I’ll rebuild in the morning light.

Under this bourbon skyline,
I’m finding pieces I lost track of.
Every scar feels like a story
Carved in fire, grit, and love.
Yeah, the city still forgives me—
Somehow gives me one more try.
Under this bourbon skyline—
I finally see the reasons why.

Yeah, this bourbon skyline…
Feels a little like a home tonight.