

In the hills of forty-one Tennessee
Moonshine runs like blood through the trees
Esther Primm keeps her head down low
Survive and want nothing,
that's all she knows
Trust no one, the old rules say But one thing she never
lived through Being seen that way
Secrets don't stay
buried long In Blue Hollows they come for you
Old lives
chase you down the road
When the world gets swept away
Swept to a place she was warned to avoid
Secluded estate where the fence divides
Older woman who stayed on her side
German man with grief he can't hide
He looks at her
like no one before
Her old life
won't let her go
Secrets don't stay buried long
In Blue Hollows they come for you
Old lives chase you down the road
When the world gets swept away
Preacher hides his darkness in Sunday words
Sheriff watches everything, never speaks
Each one carrying something they won't say
In Blue Hollows the past won't sleep
Obsessed preacher won't give her up
Sheriff sees all and says not a word
German man's eyes hold what he can't speak
Older woman keeps her quiet watch
Esther's rules shatter one by one
As secrets rise to claim their own
Secrets don't stay
buried long
In Blue Hollows they come for you
Old lives chase you down the road
When the world
gets swept away
In the hills... they come for you