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Lyrics
[verse]
I set out walking on a road of dust and stone
With an old grey mule that carried me alone
Days went by like grains of shifting sand
Just a mule and me across the burning land
[chorus]
On a mule that had no name
It felt good just to be free again
In the desert you remember your own face
There ain't no one for miles, there ain't no trace
[verse]
The sun would rise and paint the hills in rust and fire
Nights were cold enough to make the stars feel higher
I talked to no one but the wind and stone
Learned the peace of walking on my own
[chorus]
On a mule that had no name
It felt good just to be free again
In the desert you remember your own face
There ain't no one for miles, there ain't no trace
[bridge]
Nine days I wandered, lost my count of time
Every step erased another line
The desert doesn't ask you who you are
It just lets you wander, near or far
[chorus]
On a mule that had no name
It felt good just to be free again
In the desert you remember your own face
There ain't no one for miles, there ain't no trace
Model notes (creation log)
## Metadata
**Caption:** soft rock, acoustic guitar, desert atmosphere, laid-back groove, dreamy, 88 BPM, male vocal
**BPM:** 80
**Duration:** 162.0s
**Key:** D minor
**Time Signature:** 4

## Lyrics
[verse]
I set out walking on a road of dust and stone
With an old grey mule that carried me alone
Days went by like grains of shifting sand
Just a mule and me across the burning land

[chorus]
On a mule that had no name
It felt good just to be free again
In the desert you remember your own face
There ain't no one for miles, there ain't no trace

[verse]
The sun would rise and paint the hills in rust and fire
Nights were cold enough to make the stars feel higher
I talked to no one but the wind and stone
Learned the peace of walking on my own

[chorus]
On a mule that had no name
It felt good just to be free again
In the desert you remember your own face
There ain't no one for miles, there ain't no trace

[bridge]
Nine days I wandered, lost my count of time
Every step erased another line
The desert doesn't ask you who you are
It just lets you wander, near or far

[chorus]
On a mule that had no name
It felt good just to be free again
In the desert you remember your own face
There ain't no one for miles, there ain't no trace