This place gets under your skin
Like you were cut with a blade
Of bluegrass
And stitched together with
Warm memories and orange leaves
This place is a Clair de Lune moment
Every time you drive
Up and down the contours of a
Life built on land and cattle and horse
This place gets under your skin
This is the kingdom of heaven
Each tree and hill and pasture
Contains a story of a life
They survived
This place gets under your skin
Like a lover who kisses
Your bruises
And tells you they love you
As they wrap their lips around
The cut you got
When you fell from grace
And tells you
This place gets under their skin
Too