A soothing smell of burning leaves,
Candle-lit windows, haunting trees
Branches dancing in the subtle breeze
As a quiet earth rolls beneath my feet.
A distant light from the radio tower
Blinks on time in the late-night hour.
A star-scattered sky so still and sweet
As a quiet earth rolls beneath my feet.
Redlights ahead, the road ending abrupt
Kicking rocks to keep from looking up.
Cracks in my soul like the cold concrete
As a quiet earth rolls beneath my feet
A man staggers in the streetlight glow
He smiles because he knows that I know
I nod and gaze down the familiar street
As a quiet earth rolls beneath my feet.
Down by the oak trees and old ball park
The hillside hidden by the dense dark
I hear the rushing sound of Town Hill Creek
As a quiet earth rolls beneath my feet.