Roots

[Verse 1] Grandma's kitchen still smells of clove and rain The linoleum's peeling where I learned my name There's a photo on the wall, edges worn to gold Faces I forgot to ask, now the questions grow old [Pre-Chorus] And I chased the city 'til I couldn't hear The porch-swing creak, the voices I left here [Chorus] But the red dirt knows me by my mother's hands The Sunday hymn still moves me where I stand I can run a thousand miles, wear a different skin Somewhere in my bones there's a river running in Somewhere in my bones there's a river running in [Verse 2] There's a chip in the coffee cup she never threw away Coins in a jelly jar for a rainy day I traded slow for fast, cotton for the neon glass Now I'm digging through the ashes for the past [Pre-Chorus] And the map I drew was pointing far from home But every road leads back to what I own [Chorus] But the red dirt knows me by my mother's hands The Sunday hymn still moves me where I stand I can run a thousand miles, wear a different skin Somewhere in my bones there's a river running in Somewhere in my bones there's a river running in [Bridge] [soft] Maybe I don't have to earn it, don't have to prove The soil that made my feet already knew (ooh) I'm not lost, no — I'm just far Carrying the front door in my heart [Chorus] So let the red dirt call me by my mother's hands Let the Sunday hymn still hold me where I stand I can run a thousand miles, wear a different skin Somewhere in my bones there's a river running in [Outro] [whispered] Still running in (yeah) Still running in Grandma, I still hear you when it rains