Seasonal

Seasonal - Moving Mountains
Just put aside your grief
and insecure beliefs;
and drive with me, side with me.
When all you see,
are roads hidden between,
the towns we know
and signs we don't.
We're riding through the side streets,
a place we thought we threw away. threw away.
But we let it stay.
We let the night remind us,
to shed our skin and hope
to start again,
hope to start again.
I can't forget I want you here,
everything together.
If you don't mind now,
a place we both remember.
Just a little bit more than I can say,
everything together.
Everything feels far away.
Everything,
far away.
.
.