House On The Hill

[Verse 1]
He sits by the window
Morning steam in his hand
Big yard
White fence
More rooms than he had plans
She hums in the kitchen
Bare feet on the tile
Sunlight on her shoulders
That easy
Absent smile
[Chorus]
Nice house
Beautiful wife
Looks like a perfect little life
But his mind keeps walking past that hill
Past this table
Past this will
Nice house
Beautiful wife
And a head full of questions
He can’t quiet
[Verse 2]
Photos on the mantel
Kids grown
Gone their way
Vacuum lines in the carpet
Everything in its place
He nods when she’s talking
About paint and summer trips
But there’s a stranger at the doorway
Living just behind his lips
[Chorus]
Nice house
Beautiful wife
Looks like a perfect little life
But his mind keeps walking past that hill
Past this table
Past this will
Nice house
Beautiful wife
And a head full of questions
He can’t quiet
[Bridge]
Did he choose this road
Or did it choose him first
Is comfort just a softer
Kind of thirst
[Chorus]
Nice house
Beautiful wife
Looks like a perfect little life
Still his mind keeps walking past that hill
Past this table
Past this will
Nice house
Beautiful wife
And a heart still searching
In the quiet

rock, Dusty Americana ballad with low male vocals almost spoken, fingerpicked acoustic and gentle tremolo electric guitar. Slow, steady groove with brushed snare and warm upright bass; organ pad sneaks in on the second half. Intimate, close-mic vocal, subtle backing harmonies in the last chorus, leaving plenty of space and air around each phrase., folk, blues, deep, beautiful