Lyrics

[Verse]
Mornin' coffee brewin', sun's just risin' up,
I flip on my old radio, it feels like good luck,
Tuning into voices that I know so well,
They're like old friends with stories to tell.

[Verse 2]
First up is "And We Know," truth on the air,
Down the dusty road, life's fair and square,
They spin tales of wonder and shine a light bright,
As I drive these backroads in the quiet of night.

[Chorus]
Two favorite podcasts, they speak to my soul,
Invisible companions, makin' me whole,
Through the highs and lows, and the bends and turns,
They’re the flames of wisdom in the fire that burns.

[Verse 3]
Next is the "X22," with a voice so clear,
Guidin' through the shadows, bringin' truth near,
With every word spoken, they shed light anew,
Unravelin' the secrets for folks like me and you.

[Verse 4]
Beneath the open sky, under the oak's shade,
Their voices are my comfort, like a country serenade,
With love for the land and the stories they share,
They keep me company, with a whole lotta care.

[Chorus]
Two favorite podcasts, they speak to my soul,
Invisible companions, makin' me whole,
Through the highs and lows, and the bends and turns,
They’re the flames of wisdom in the fire that burns.