New Soil

[Verse 1]
That new blue Volvo on your parents' drive
Smells clean as the January I-5.
You wear that good wool like you were born to it cold,
A story somebody else wrote and sold.

[Pre-Chorus]
I remember grease stains on your cheap K-Mart jeans,
And the unripe nectarines we stole behind the packing screens.
Swore we'd own this whole dusty valley one day,
Before you learned all the right words to say...

[Chorus]
You planted your roots in some new soil,
Washed your hands of the heat and the toil.

[Verse 2]
Saw your picture in a magazine spread,
Not a single thing out of place on your head.
Do you ever miss the hum of the canal water runnin',
Or the sound of a promise you traded for somethin'?

[Chorus]
You planted your roots in some new soil,
Washed your hands of the heat and the toil.

[Bridge]
Your Má still asks me, "Con khỏe không?"
I just nod 'cause the right answer feels wrong.

[Chorus]
You planted your roots in some new soil,
Washed your hands of the heat and the toil.

[Outro]
Yeah, you got your harvest now, Khôi.
Guess you got your harvest.