Wheels of Quiet Hope

Ten PM under a single bulb

Grease on my hands,

working on the hub

This rusty frame, I'm trying to make it shine

To give you something that is yours and mine

Two extra shifts down at the lumber yard

Keeping our heads up when the road is hard

I hide the grease beneath my fingernails

And pray this old chain never slips or fails

Ride it far,

ride it free

(ooh-ooh) More than what I could ever be

Every mile

that you go

Just know I built it for you,

slow

Christmas morning, sun is on the floor

I wheeled it out behind the kitchen door

But you looked up with tears inside your eyes

And said, 'Dad, I saw you through the winter skies'

'I saw the grease,

I saw the midnight light

I know you worked for me through every night' (oh-oh-oh) You hugged

my neck so tight I couldn't speak

Ride it far,

ride it free

(ooh-ooh) More than what I could ever be

Every mile

that you go

Just know I built it for you,

slow

We'll ride together now... (mmmmm)