Higher Ground from Barstools & Backroads by PAIGE
My heart hurts for Texas...
Dedicated to the families and communities impacted by the 2025 Texas floods...especially the missing children from the summer camp. May this song carry hope toward higher ground. Written and recorded just hours before news broke of the deadly Texas flash floods that swept through Camp Mystic, Higher Ground emerged from a place of raw emotional intuition. With a chorus that names the haunting hour....“It was 4 AM when the waters came”...this track is more than a song; it's a soul-level response to human loss and environmental tragedy.
Higher Ground is a cinematic country ballad written in response to the devastating Texas floods. Told from the perspective of a man who didn’t survive, it honors the lives lost...especially those who were sleeping when the waters came. With atmospheric instrumentation and a deeply expressive male vocal, it’s a haunting blend of Southern storytelling and spiritual reckoning. Ideal for dramatic scenes in film, television, or documentary projects exploring disaster, loss, or human resilience.
Ill be donating half of my earned proceeds to the flood efforts from this song, and you can donate directly to the camp fund for the girls: https://www.gofundme.com/f/campmysticfloodrecovery
Tracklist
| 7. | Higher Ground | 3:21 |
Lyrics
Was runnin late for work again
Weather looked so bad
My wife was worried that I'd gone
To a job I had to have
Thought I could beat the rain
But was never heard from again
Chorus
It was four AM when the waters came
Many sleeping in their beds
Dark wetness came within
Into a place thought to be safe and sound
Didn't have time to move to Higher Ground
Verse 2
My truck was found past county line
Turned over in the clay
Phone still lit with her last text...
Please don’t go today...
Chorus
It was four AM when the waters came
Many sleeping in their beds
Dark wetness came within
Into a place thought to be safe and sound
Didn't have time to move to Higher Ground
Verse 3
The children that ain't been found
Washed away like they was trash
May their spirits rest in Heaven
Victims to the floods that flash
Chorus
It was four AM when the waters came
Many sleeping in their beds
Dark wetness came within
Into a place thought to be safe and sound
Didn't have time to move to Higher Ground
Credits
License
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PAIGE is a genre-fluid songwriter and sonic architect blending raw storytelling with emotion-driven soundscapes. From ambient drift to cinematic pulse, country grit to alt-pop hooks, each track reflects lived experience... shaped by hand, heart, and ethical AI tools. I work in the shadows. Let the music speak first.