Rhythm of the Soil

Mama said a lot on dusty roads We won't call a knee back home Daddy's hands calloused from the plow Mama's laugh fill up the house somehow Barefoot chasing up the house somehow Barefoot chasing summer dreams So for siblings Sweat and soil in every breath we drew For those golden days They pull me near Heart full of joy Family ties that time can't break Running wild Singing loud With the wind in our hair Nothing better than being right there Years rolled on I chased the distant cold Left the farmstead Watched the seasons fall But in the quiet When the stars align I feel that pull It's yours and mine For those golden days They pull me near Heart full of joy Family ties that time can't break Running wild Singing loud With the wind in our hair Nothing better than being right there Nothing better than being right there Yeah, nothing better Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like Fading like