The sound of rain
And the smell of snow
That's what I wanna know
The smell of grass and the sound of cologne
That's like a living hell
And I want that to be my home
Yeah I want to feel alone
When the silence has a tone
And the devil answers your phone
If you ever get carried away
In what you're doing
You might have to take the day
And watch shit blooming
If you don't sit down and say
This is my country song
You might have some sway
Because there's no one in your way
When the silence has a tone of its own
The devil may answer your phone