I remember the clouds never moving I remember your smile and mine I remember the sprint through the corn fields Never lost track of that much time I remember bittersweet freedom Feeling lonesome all the time I remember when I forgot that I was Yours and You were mine You and me and our endless laughter Driving through the Marion night Didn't matter what came after Dancing under the streetlight I was taken by the howling wind And I left You on the shelf Spent years trying to find that closeness I found You in someone else Middle of nowhere, stranded by choice Shedding our old skin, finding our voice Numbers in sequence, systems and gears Tend to the machine And expose all its fears We left that flat land Kinder, more wise When we find what we've searched for Won't believe our eyes Sometimes I miss the place Where everything was backwards Everything blew my mind But nothing seemed to matter Sometimes I miss the place That burned my heart to ashes Rebuilt me from the ground up Gifted me with passion