About This Track
A sweeping rock song about the contrast between people who settle in one place and those who feel compelled to keep moving, carrying fragments of home wherever they go.
Some build fences round the yard / Plant their days like patient seeds / Watch the seasons paint the walls / Counting quiet years / Front porch chairs that never roam / Same old stories told again / Roots that settle deep and calm / Holding steady ground / But something restless filled my chest / Long before I knew the test / I was made for leaving / Rolling wheels and open roads / Carrying small pieces / Of the places I have known / I was made for leaving / Not to break but just to go / Some are born to anchor / Some are born to roam / You stayed close to where we grew / Same café and corner store / Names remembered by the walls / Faces at the door / I kept packing quiet bags / Chasing towns beyond the hills / Learning how the heart expands / With a thousand miles
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