A very different offering than my first dozen songs this year. I’m working on two different albums… this is a new song, just written last week. Got the recording finished last weekend. Country / Americana.

Rollin’ Through

Frost on the windshield, heater’s kicking slow Toes still frozen from ten below The road’s got cracks, but it’s holding fine Summerset signs in the rearview line

Left before sunrise, didn’t check the mail Didn’t see the words that could’ve turned me back Pulled into the lot, just a ghost town there No one waiting, just a frozen track

I keep rolling through, keep moving on But the weight of the world rides shotgun Hope says forward, fear says wait Every mile writes a line I can’t erase

Radio’s humming static and blues News breaks in—same old feuds Power shifting, money talks A bitter wind blows through my thoughts

They shut it down, pulled the rug Another plan just ran out of luck Got miles to go, but I don’t know If I’m chasing light or dodging the dark below

I keep rolling through, keep moving on But the weight of the world rides shotgun Hope says forward, fear says wait Every mile writes a line I can’t erase

Maybe stillness ain’t the enemy Maybe the road don’t have to lead Maybe sitting in the quiet, in the freeze Is where I find the part of me I need

I keep rolling through, keep moving on But the weight of the world rides shotgun Hope says forward, fear says wait But I’m done leaving my fate to fate