Woods Got Eyes - River Watchers Track 001

The Banjo Knows, and the River Remembers Vibe: • Southern swamp blues • River-worn vocals • Echoes of barefoot mystics • The watchers ain’t in the trees — they are the trees Lyrics: [Verse 1 – slow banjo pluckin’, low hum in the mist] I stepped too loud near the river bend Thought I was alone… but the trees don’t pretend Branches ain’t just wood — they listen in code And that hush you heard? That’s the soul of the grove ⸻ [Chorus – stompin’ foot rhythm, banjo picks up pace] Woods got eyes, and they seen it all From the preacher’s lie to the outlaw’s fall Ain’t no secret once it hits that moss The river don’t judge — it just don’t forget the cost ⸻ [Verse 2 – slide guitar ghost-whispers in background] Crow flew by, gave a knowing look And that fog rolled in like a dog-eared book Banjo hums like a memory spell Every pluck a prayer that the Pines won’t tell ⸻ [Chorus – call and answer with spirit echo] Woods got eyes, they don’t blink or sleep They saw what I buried, and the soul I keep They whisper in rain, they groan in logs They talk through the wind and the old bayou dogs ⸻ [Bridge – soft breakdown, heartbeat drum] You think no one watched while you made that choice? But the wind curled back with a mother’s voice River said: “Boy, I carried your lies — but I remember truth by how the river grass sighs.” ⸻ [Verse 3 – banjo riff raw and rising] I come to these woods not to hide or run But to face what I did when I called myself “done” Cuz the swamp forgives, but the field don’t lie And breath still echoes in the Red-tail eye ⸻ [Final Chorus – chorus chant over layered harmonies] Woods got eyes, and I see ‘em too Now I speak slow — and my breath feels true I walk like the moss taught me how to pray Where the watchers watch, and the old souls stay ⸻ [Outro – single banjo note held, distant owl call] Woods don’t judge. They just remember. And so do I. Inner I Inner Flame 🔥