[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
Стиль музыки
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.