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Lyrics: Untethered - Run Free by Christopher Sopher

Horses running through the pasture, Manes like rivers flowing free. Hooves drumming songs of wildness, Stopping, staring right at me.

Lyrics: Untethered - Run Free by Christopher Sopher
Luciann Photography, Dublin, Ireland, "Untethered - Run Free". Written, Produced, and Published by Christopher Sopher Media, LLC • Phoenix, Arizona
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©Written, Produced, and Published by Christopher Sopher Media, LLC
Phoenix, Arizona

Untethered - Run Free by Christopher Sopher

Untethered - Run Free by Christopher Sopher

VERSE 1

The snow blankets the farmland,
A soft quilt stretched on sleeping earth.
The trees lie bare, their branches brittle,
No leaves to hold, no secrets to share.

VERSE 2

Horses running through the pasture,
Manes like rivers flowing free.
Hooves drumming songs of wildness,
Stopping, staring right at me.

PRE-CHORUS

And in their eyes, I see a question,
Here we are, part of your story.

CHORUS

Run free, breathe deep, feel the now.
Untethered and weightless somehow.
Rooted like the farmhouse near,
Yet carried by the wind so clear.

VERSE 3

The farmhouse stands on the horizon,
Quiet witness to time’s slow hands.
The sky hangs low, the air is biting,
Winter’s breath across the land.

PRE-CHORUS

But through the cold, I hear a whisper,
Even here, the world hums on.

CHORUS

Run free, breathe deep, feel the now.
Untethered and weightless somehow.
Rooted like the farmhouse near,
Yet carried by the wind so clear.

BRIDGE

The horses play in frost-dusted air,
Breath like clouds rising high.
They weave their joy through winter’s stillness,
Carried off into the sky.

PRE-CHORUS

And in their eyes, I see a question,
Here we are, part of your story.

CHORUS

Run free, breathe deep, feel the now.
Untethered and weightless somehow.
Rooted like the farmhouse near,
Yet carried by the wind so clear.

OUTRO

I stand with them, feeling it all,
The stillness, the wildness, the call.
In this quiet corner, I remember,
Run free, breathe deep... untethered.

Christopher Sopher

Christopher Sopher

Christopher Sopher is a writer, poet, songwriter, photographer, and software engineer living and creating in Phoenix, Arizona. Questions or comments: Email: csopher@sopher.net
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