Where the Votes Lie

[Verse] In a town where the fields are wide and the sky forever blue, Election season rolls around, it's time for something new. The banners wave on every porch, red and blue collide, Promises on paper signs, they never quite abide. [Verse 2] Old man Henry at the diner, hashing over change, Says he's seen a hundred folks who swear they'll rearrange. Kids in Sunday dresses, short on time but long on dreams, It's the season of belief where nothing's as it seems. [Chorus] Election season, hearts on sleeves, Whispers of hope on the autumn breeze. With a nod and a handshake, futures bet, On the words of strangers we ain't met. [Verse 3] The schoolyard's a battlefield as parents pick their sides, In church they preach salvation, out here faith divides. The mayor’s talking sermons about bridges yet to build, But Mama says those bridges lead to pockets being filled. [Verse 4] Now the farm's a little quieter, tractors slow their hum, Conversations turn to ballots, to the fights we won't outrun. Neighbors gathering around, all standing on their soap, In this season of the harvest, we're still planting hope. [Chorus] Election season, hearts on sleeves, Whispers of hope on the autumn breeze. With a nod and a handshake, futures bet, On the words of strangers we ain't met.