歌詞
[Intro] [Verse] Dusty tires in the driveway dirt Smoothing out my floral skirt Eighty candles on a peach pie crust Waking up the local dust Grandma’s laugh is a silver bell A story only she can tell I’m twenty-seven but I’m ten again Walking where the creek began [Pre-Chorus] I see that ladder in the oak Still holding up through rain and smoke The same three boards that used to creak Hiding secrets that we’d never speak I’m climbing up to find the truth In the hollow of my youth [Chorus] Oh, it’s the little things that made me The quiet light that saved me In a town where nothing really changes Writing life on empty pages Just a girl in a treehouse sky Watching the fireflies drift by Yeah, it’s the small-town slow Everywhere I go [Post-Chorus] Small-town slow Everywhere I go [Verse] Chipped mason jars of lemonade Sipping sugar in the summer shade I remember when you climbed up here Fifteen and full of nervous fear First crush with a grass-stained knee Carving initials in the bark of the tree The smell of baking drifts through the leaves Caught in the hem of my denim sleeves [Pre-Chorus] Shadows dancing on the floor I don’t need the city anymore Every dollar spent is a hollow sound Compared to feet on this holy ground I’m looking out across the yard Where loving life isn’t quite so hard [Chorus] Oh, it’s the little things that made me The quiet light that saved me In a town where nothing really changes Writing life on empty pages Just a girl in a treehouse sky Watching the fireflies drift by Yeah, it’s the small-town slow Everywhere I go [Bridge] The city lights are bright and fast But they don’t make a feeling last Like the way the porch light glows Or the way the river flows Grandma says the years are kind If you leave the heavy stuff behind So I’m leaving all the noise tonight Underneath the pale moonlight [Hook] It’s the dirt It’s the pie It’s the wide Nebraska sky It’s the name In the wood Yeah, it’s all so good [Chorus] Oh, it’s the little things that made me The quiet light that saved me In a town where nothing really changes Writing life on empty pages Just a girl in a treehouse sky Watching the fireflies drift by Yeah, it’s the small-town slow Everywhere I go [Post-Chorus] Small-town slow Everywhere I go Yeah, the fireflies know Where I’m meant to go [Outro]
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