In "Settle In," Sam Barber sings to a restless heart that keeps chasing escape, warning that every scar and every mile only deepens the ache. The impulse to drive all night, to flee what remains, gets met with a quiet counterweight: build the door against the howling wind, ignore the pouring rain, and stop running. The image of laying down where the lost dog sleeps turns exhaustion into a kind of belonging. Surrender here is not defeat but the hard peace of finally staying put.
Settle In Lyrics by Sam Barber
Fight your fires and leave your post
Save desires for the morning road
Break me down, I’ll still roam the streets
Lay my head where the lost dog sleeps
When the winds come howlin’, I’ll build the door
And when the rain comes pourin’, I’ll do my best to ignore it
And if you wanna drive all night again
Just know every scar on your skin, bleeds you dry from what’s left of then
Covered by the thoughts that come with this
Just know every moment you see, makes you sick from what’s left of it
And every mile that you flee, leads you farther, just settle in
Just settle in
Fight the lines and hide your greed
Just pay the man and let it be
Scattered thoughts from fighting words
It’s shoveled down or eat the dirt
And when the winds come howlin’, I’ll build the door
And when the rain comes pourin’, I’ll do my best to ignore it
And if you wanna drive all night again
Just know every scar on your skin, bleeds you dry from what’s left of then
Covered by the thoughts that come with this
Just know every moment you see, makes you sick from what’s left of it
And every mile that you flee, leads you farther, just settle in
Oh just settle in
