Moriches

Drives out East, no need to speak I'll use these nights to pass the time My heart's been cravin' disruptive changes I used to find in an Oklahoma sky But it's July and I just can't find my peace And you're the body of relief that I seek Our words connect with perfect diction of Promises we never seem to keep Or maybe that's just me So put this car in drive or else I'll never leave Harbors that gleam highways of sleet Distractin' me from a crumblin' routine Fear on my breath, heart beatin' out my chest I'd only find in Wyoming overnights But it's December and I can't find my peace Short-lived reunions are relief that I seek Our words connect with perfect diction of Times we miss and always seem to need Or maybe that's just me So put the car in drive or else I'll never leave Surely it's not just me (surely it's not just me) Surely it's all much harder than it seems I could pivot off and plant my feet, no Chasin' the pace of payoffs In my heart still worth the wait And the world we claim wants to watch you walk away