[Verse] Morning breaks with a copper sky, Old boots treading where the wild things lie, Grain fields hum under worn-out hands, Borrowed tractor rolls through the land. [Pre-Chorus] Dust is rising, slow and high, Painting stories in the sky, [Chorus] Harvest dust, it’s floating free, Whispers caught on the wind and me, Riding steady, through the rust, Chasing down that harvest dust. Harvest dust, it’s all I trust, Golden dreams in a cloud of rust, Heartbeats racing, with the gust, Dancing in that harvest dust. [Verse] Sun beats down on the faded seat, Tracks behind us, where earth and sky meet, Borrowed time on this winding track, No looking forward, no turning back. [Pre-Chorus] Dust is rising, slow and high, Painting stories in the sky, [Chorus] Harvest dust, it’s floating free, Whispers caught on the wind and me, Riding steady, through the rust, Chasing down that harvest dust. Harvest dust, it’s all I trust, Golden dreams in a cloud of rust, Heartbeats racing, with the gust, Dancing in that harvest dust. [Bridge] In the quiet hum beneath the sun, Every mile tells the story we spun, Borrowed wheels on borrowed ground, In the dust, we’re forever found. [Chorus] Harvest dust, it’s floating free, Whispers caught on the wind and me, Riding steady, through the rust, Chasing down that harvest dust. Harvest dust, it’s all I trust, Golden dreams in a cloud of rust, Heartbeats racing, with the gust, Dancing in that harvest dust. [Outro] Dusty trails and fading light, Harvest dreams in the quiet night.