Slow it down, put your roots in the dirt
Learn the kind of healing only hard times work
Tie up the loose ends, board up the pain
Stand through the thunder and the pouring rain
We were burning down highways chasing neon lights
Living like tomorrow was a bar fight every night
Running on fumes and a broken-down prayer
Too busy climbing to breathe in the air
Ground these hearts like old oak trees
Strong enough to bend with the breeze
We spent too long trying to outrun life
Now we’re tightening up and getting it right
Plant a little garden where the wild weeds grew
Patch the holes in the walls we’ve been crashing through
Front porch coffee and a steady hand
A little less dreaming, a little more land
There’s peace in the quiet after years of noise
In fishing lines cast and old dog toys
Ain’t rich in money, but rich enough now
To watch the sunset without asking how
Slow it down, let the good earth speak
Find the strength inside the worn-out weak
Build it strong with love and scars
Not with runaway roads and rusted cars
The world keeps spinning fast as hell
But peace ain’t something you can buy or sell
It’s a hand to hold and a place called home
Not another highway left to roam
So slow it down, put your roots in the dirt
Hold onto the people and the things that work
No more drifting through the night
We’re making roots and holding tight.