Paroles
[Verse 1]
Suitcase by the door
Dust on my high school letter
Mom’s Bible on the counter
Coffee gone cold on the dresser
You said, “Boy, don’t chase that thunder
If it steals your sense of true”
But I swore that I’d come back
When the world was through
[Chorus]
I keep runnin’ but I circle right back home
To the screen door slam and the porch light glow
To the fence line, skyline, fields I used to roam
Yeah, I lose myself out there, then I find my soul
Every road I’ve known
Leads back to this old home
[Verse 2]
Stage lights, late nights, strangers
Clappin’ for a broken song
Pretty faces, shallow favors
You can still feel all alone
I’d trade every smoky backstage
For your voice through that phone
Sayin’, “Dinner’s gettin’ cold now
When you comin’ home?”
[Chorus]
I keep runnin’ but I circle right back home
To the screen door slam and the porch light glow
To the fence line, skyline, fields I used to roam
Yeah, I lose myself out there, then I find my soul
Every road I’ve known
Leads back to this old home
[Bridge]
[Band drops to almost silence, soft steel swells]
Maybe grace is just your tailgate
Waitin’ in the drive for me (oh oh)
Maybe mercy’s in that mailbox
Full of letters you won’t need
I ain’t the kid you waved off
But I’m still your flesh and bone
If you’re askin’ where I’m headed
I’m already almost home
[Chorus]
I keep runnin’ but I circle right back home
To the screen door slam and the porch light glow
To the fence line, skyline, fields I used to roam
Yeah, I lose myself out there, then I find my soul
Every road I’ve known
Leads back to this old home
[Outro]
Back to this old home
Back to your worn-out robe
Your prayers in the next room over
That pulled me back home
Style de musique
country, Warm modern country ballad with gentle acoustic strums, brushed snare, and soft pedal steel. Verses stay intimate and confessional; chorus swells with stacked harmonies and a steady kick. Add a subtle organ pad in the bridge and a melodic Telecaster line weaving between the vocals for emotional lift. Male vocals, honest and slightly raspy, sitting front and center in the mix.