[Verse] Rolling down the dusty lane, the breeze like whispered prayers, Three voices blend beneath the stars, carried through the midnight air. Cousins tied by blood and time, with stories old and new, We ride this runaway hayride, chasing dreams we never knew. [Pre-Chorus] And in the quiet hum of wheels, our hearts begin to rise, Echoes of a song that’s breathed through every tear and smile. [Chorus] Sing low, sing slow, harmonies that heal, Like fireflies in fields, casting light we feel. Hold tight, hold on, through the night’s soft sway, Three voices lifted on this runaway hay. [Verse] Pages turn in worn-out books, and memories come alive, The gravel sings beneath our feet, where broken hope survives. With every chord we find our place, in the fading twilight’s glow, Three cousins singing soul to soul, wherever the hayride goes. [Pre-Chorus] And in the quiet hum of wheels, our hearts begin to rise, Echoes of a song that’s breathed through every tear and smile. [Chorus] Sing low, sing slow, harmonies that heal, Like fireflies in fields, casting light we feel. Hold tight, hold on, through the night’s soft sway, Three voices lifted on this runaway hay. [Bridge] No need for words to bind us tight, Our song’s the thread in fading light. Through tangled roots and open skies, We find the truth in whispered lies. [Chorus] Sing low, sing slow, harmonies that heal, Like fireflies in fields, casting light we feel. Hold tight, hold on, through the night’s soft sway, Three voices lifted on this runaway hay. [Outro] Three voices fade into the dawn, But in our hearts, they carry on.