Last of a Dying Breed

🎵 Hearts in the Hayfield
By The Mainside Project

Golden sun is sinking low, painting fire on the sky
Barefoot in the summer breeze, with you right by my side
We laughed until the fireflies lit up the open air
Love was in the quiet things, the way you brushed my hair

And the world could turn, but we’d still stay
Lost in time where the tall grass swayed

Hearts in the hayfield, beating wild and true
Underneath the harvest moon, I fell for you
Every whisper, every smile we sealed
We left our hearts in the hayfield

Tractors hum in the distance, a fiddle plays in town
We’re dancing with the shadows, no one else around
I swore I’d never let you go, like roots that hold the land
Your fingers laced with mine, stronger than the sand

And the years may change, but I still feel
The fire of that night, so real

Hearts in the hayfield, beating wild and true
Underneath the harvest moon, I fell for you
Every whisper, every smile we sealed
We left our hearts in the hayfield

Seasons come and seasons fade
But the memory never breaks
Every road I’ve wandered down
Leads me back to that small town

Hearts in the hayfield, where the story grew
Every blade of grass still remembers you
Time can take us far, but it can’t conceal
We left our hearts in the hayfield

Hearts in the hayfield…
Still beating, still real…

Hearts in the Hayfield

The Six String Sorrow Sessions

Empty Hole (Rerecorded) [feat. Hudson Westbrook]

My New Album Delta Dusk & Soul will be releases on a streaming platforms November 6th. This is a sneak preview for SoundCloud only. Let me know what is your most memorable song!

Chasin’ Nothin‘

A song I wrote after a funeral for a friend

Goodbye, My Friend

Blue Skies and Black Clouds

Little A, B, and C” is a song straight from the heart — a tribute to my three little girls who changed my world forever.
It’s about the moments that matter most — from tiny hands and first laughs to the lessons of love passed down through generations.

This song is for every parent who’s ever looked at their kids and realized they’re the reason for everything.

👧👧👶 Little A, B, and C — you are my world.
Thank you for giving my life purpose, laughter, and love beyond measure.

Little A, B, and C

Old Keys
TimothyMichaelMusic
13 OCT 2021

V1.
The key to leaving behind the past
Is to lock it up and walk away.
And if I never shut that door
I’d always be tempted to stay
But this door looks like a mirror
And this reflection’s starting to show it
It don’t take much to quit 
And I’ll be gone before you know it.

Chorus
In the junk drawer in my kitchen
There’s a ring that’s filled with keys
They unlock everything I’ve owned
And they aid in my disease
I never want to turn back time
And be the things I was before
I’d be better off if I lost every one,
Because old keys don’t open new doors.

V2.
There’s the key to my first apartment.
The one we shared before I got burned
And the keys to every car I’ve crashed
And the lessons that I learned.
The keys to my failed hopes and dreams
The ones that you begged me to start.
And then there’s the key I hate the most
The one that unlocks my great big heart.

Chorus
In the junk drawer in my kitchen
There’s a ring that’s filled with keys
They unlock everything I’ve owned
And they aid in my disease
I never want to turn back time
And be the things I was before
I’d be better off if I lost every one,
Because old keys don’t open new doors

Bridge
The key to moving forward
And the key to moving on
Are the only keys I’m taking 
‘Cos I’m packed up and gone

Chorus
In the junk drawer in my kitchen
There’s a ring that’s filled with keys
They unlock everything I’ve owned
And they aid in my disease
I never want to turn back time
And be all the things I was before
I’d be better off if I lost every one,
Because old keys don’t open new doors



Old Keys (2025)

moving_forward_v2.mp3

In my life

This song tells the story of a man trapped in a destructive love he can’t escape... drawn again and again to a woman whose beauty hides a dangerous pull. He walks the same painful road, knowing she’ll break him, but unable to resist the fire she lights in him. With raw honesty and a gritty Southern edge, the lyrics paint a battle between desire and self-destruction, where every touch pulls him deeper into a war he knows he’ll never win. It’s a haunting confession of unsteady emotions, toxic attachment, and the heartbreak of loving someone who feels like both heaven and hell

Unsteady v2

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