There's a place where I go when I want something new
Or when I'm in need of a beautiful view
It's less the space, than it is the escape
To blockade the aching that I ruminate
Oh love, oh love, oh love, oh love
Around here, it's lighter than air, and it's harder to run
There's a place where I go, when I want some control
In the daily parade that just ain't how it goes
It's like breaking the loop in your figure eight
Deep breaths on the water and get on your way
Oh love, oh love, oh love, oh love
Around here, it's lighter than air, and it's harder to run
Oh love, oh love, oh love, oh love
Around here, it's lighter than air, and it's harder to run
West of the blur there's a glade that's unbroken
Where I aim for the slow play of light through the branches
Where talkers are muted, where time is avoided
Where the fog lifts in silence the moment you're in it
Where I count all the things that I took for granted
Like holding your hand in a car in the morning
(Oh love, oh love, oh love, oh love)
(Oh love, oh love, oh love, oh love)
