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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Woods behind our house
Dust on the four-wheeler seat
We carved our names in the dirt
Chasing the cold of that creek
Cutting our trails through the briars
Sure we were first to this spot
You held my hand on that hillside
Swore this was our treasure rock
[Chorus]
Time to slow down
Been running from the ghosts too long
Bottom of a bottle
Blacked-out hours
Kids grew up while I was gone
I keep trying to relive
Every wild
Wide-open day we had
But I can’t fix our love in the past
I can only hold you now
Hold you now
And learn to be healthy at last
[Verse 2]
You say I flinch in my sleep
Hear engines where there’s only rain
Pouring a drink on the quiet
Trying to drown the old pain
I missed the first steps
First dances
Blamed it on work and the drive
But the truth is I got lost out there
Didn’t know how to come back inside
[Chorus]
Time to slow down
Been running from the ghosts too long
Bottom of a bottle
Blacked-out hours
Kids grew up while I was gone
I keep trying to relive
Every wild
Wide-open day we had
But I can’t fix our love in the past
I can only hold you now
Hold you now
And learn to be healthy at last
[Bridge]
Let’s go find that treasure rock
See if our names are still there (oh yeah)
I’ll walk this trail with open eyes
Both hands free
I swear
If there’s one more chance
Buried deep in these roots and stone
I’ll spend the rest of my days
Digging us back home
[Chorus]
Time to slow down
I’m done running from the ghosts I know
Pouring out the poison
Pouring in grace
Learning how to let it go
I keep trying to relive
But I’m ready now to really live instead
If you’ll take my hand
I won’t look back
I’ll just hold you now
Hold you now
And fight to stay healthy at last
Details
GeneratedApr 10, 2026
Duration4:03
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Warm Americana band with male vocals, fingerpicked acoustic and gentle electric twang; verses stay intimate and close-mic’d, kick and brushed snare sliding in on the first chorus. Hook blooms with harmony stacks and a steady backbeat, bass gluing it all. Bridge strips to solo guitar and vocal before a final, fuller chorus that feels like a deep breath and a second chance., slow
Credits
Prompt byAmbientRider809
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Woods behind our house, 4 wheeler, creek bed, cutting trails, exploring, treasure rock, time to slow down, ptsd, alcohol, missed time, kids grown, trying to relive, love, mistakes, regain, healthy
