Countrysider

The Sun goes down and I’ll go to my house
Leave the chaos of the city behind
I can feel the cold of the woods
The smell of the grain hit my face

I’ll stay with my wife tonight
Drinking some beers on the deck all night
Looking at the hills and counting the stones
As if like this moment would never end

I live where the green grass grows
And the mountains surround my soul
I hear the birds singing magical songs
And the ducks on the lake dancing more than I know