Fresh Air Refusal

[Verse 1]
Mud on my boots
Sun on my neck
Old dog sleeping
On the porch step
Phone keeps buzzing
I let it ring
City keeps calling
I don't owe it a thing
[Chorus]
I refuse to leave the fresh air at the countryside
Got my heart hung out on this old fence line
Let the world keep spinning on the other side
I'm staying where the wheat fields wave
Where the sky runs wide
I refuse to leave the fresh air at the countryside
[Verse 2]
Grandma's coffee
In a chipped blue cup
Neighbors waving
In a rusted truck
Calendar says
I'm supposed to grow
Pack my bags
But my roots say no
[Chorus]
I refuse to leave the fresh air at the countryside
Got my heart hung out on this old fence line
Let the world keep spinning on the other side
I'm staying where the wheat fields wave
Where the sky runs wide
I refuse to leave the fresh air at the countryside
[Bridge]
They got bright careers and crowded trains (oh oh)
I got open roads and summer rain
Guess we all go chasing what we think is right
Me
I'll chase the fireflies
[Chorus]
I refuse to leave the fresh air at the countryside
Got my heart hung out on this old fence line
Let the world keep spinning on the other side
I'm staying where the wheat fields wave
Where the sky runs wide
I refuse to leave the fresh air at the countryside (yeah)
I refuse to leave the fresh air at the countryside

Acoustic indie-folk with male vocals; fingerpicked guitar and soft upright bass under the verses, brushed snare and tambourine lifting the choruses. Warm room reverb, subtle organ pad in the bridge. Energy arcs from intimate storytelling to a windows-down singalong hook by the final chorus., fresh