City lights meshing with the ombré canvas
I drive with my left hand on the wheel
Comfortable and natural
My right hand free to caress your thigh
New eyes
Look through the rearview mirror and see
Landscapes stretching, roads well worn
Rocks crumble and crack as we drive
Hold your hand and we just drive
Even familiar paths recontextualized by
Laughter at the newest developments
Consequences of openness
New eyes
Look through the rearview mirror and see
Landscapes stretching, roads well worn
Rocks crumble and crack as we drive
Hold your hand and we just drive
Even familiar paths recontextualized by
Laughter at the newest developments
Consequences of openness
The light scatters faster than we can know
We make sense of the path before us in seconds
Colors coming into being
Falling into place on a spectrum
Hold your hand and we just drive
Even familiar paths recontextualized by
Laughter at the newest developments
Consequences of openness
Driven by how the light interacts
With water and time
My breath is warm
I can feel your hand
Hold your hand and we just drive
Even familiar paths recontextualized by
Laughter at the newest developments
Consequences of openness
City lights meshing with the ombré canvas
Comfortable and natural
My breath is warm
I can feel your hand