Big Nope - Mt. Baker

Made it through Snoqualmie and Mt. baker OK
I think I death-gripped on my armrest all the way
Coming up on Redding's sun-bleached fields
T-shirts just past New Year's Eve
Seven shows in, ten more on the way

You know I asked for this, I wouldn't change it for a thing
Still every night's hotel bed feels the same
It isn't you, it isn't home, I'm scrawling long-range signals
Prone to error and emotion-overload

Soft tears soaking distant soil
What are these new feelings called
Are you staring up at these same stars

Now that we're coming up on one year in this thing
I'm sitting here pouring over words I need to sing
Is there a perfect chord, a chosen line, a burning bush, an effigy
How do I make you see how much you mean to me

Night falls, a shroud has been pulled over California
Are you staring up at these same stars

I was an island, or so I thought
Maybe co-dependent, but probably not
Light pollution in a western night
Turn eastward for some dying light
Are you starting up at these same stars

I guess I'll hoof it if I've got the whole day off
See what Sarah's building up in Cypress Park
Walk the 110 past the stadium, tent villages and taco trucks
Blast The Bronx and taste the winter sun

Written by:
Nathan Van Fleet

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