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🎶 Fields of Ambition
by The Mainside Project

I was born where the dirt road ends,
With calloused hands and a heart to mend.
The stars at night felt close but far,
Like dreams trapped in a mason jar.

Mama said, “Son, keep your head held high,
There’s gold in the grit, don’t let it pass by.”
So I plowed through days, planting seeds in the ground,
Hoping one day I’d hear a bigger sound.

I’m chasing something I can’t quite name,
A fire in my chest, a wild untamed.
These worn-out boots and this humble start,
Carry the weight of a restless heart.
I may be simple, but I’m reaching for the sky,
With dirt on my hands, but stars in my eyes.

The town folks smile, but they never see,
The restless wind that whispers in me.
Every barn I paint, every fence I mend,
Feels like a letter I’ll someday send.

To the man I’ll be, in a city of lights,
Where dreams aren’t buried in the dark of nights.
But I’ll never forget where my roots run deep,
In this quiet land where the willows weep.

I’m chasing something I can’t quite name,
A fire in my chest, a wild untamed.
These worn-out boots and this humble start,
Carry the weight of a restless heart.
I may be simple, but I’m reaching for the sky,
With dirt on my hands, but stars in my eyes.

It’s not about riches or a life of fame,
It’s about carving meaning from this burning flame.
To know I’ve done more than just pass the time,
To build a life that’s truly mine.

I’m chasing something I can’t quite name,
A fire in my chest, a wild untamed.
These worn-out boots and this humble start,
Carry the weight of a restless heart.
I may be simple, but I’m reaching for the sky,
With dirt on my hands, but stars in my eyes.

When I stand on that hill, with my life in my hands,
I’ll look back at the fields and understand.
The dream was never leaving, but learning to rise,
With dirt on my hands and stars in my eyes.

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Bobby Solo

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