This Old Wheel Keeps Turning

[Verse]
We grew up in fields of golden grain,
Rusty trucks and summer rain.
The rooster crowed at the break of dawn,
A life we thought we’d outgrown and gone.
[Verse 2]
Granddad’s boots on the porch half-worn,
Mama's lullabies 'til we were reborn.
They told us stories of love and fight,
In the same old town under the same old light.
[Chorus]
This old wheel keeps turning, round and round,
In this patch of earth, on this hallowed ground.
We’re tied to the roots no matter how far we roam,
History pulls us back to where we’ve grown.
[Verse 3]
I swore I’d leave, make my way,
Find a road where dreams could stay.
But the wind of change sang the same old tune,
And pulled me home under a harvest moon.
[Bridge]
The faces change, yet the story's the same,
The voices echo, time stakes its claim.
We fight and dream, we learn and lose,
But we're walking roads our fathers once used.
[Chorus]
This old wheel keeps turning, round and round,
In this patch of earth, on this hallowed ground.
We’re tied to the roots no matter how far we roam,
History pulls us back to where we’ve grown.

uplifting, country, acoustic, motivational, heartfelt