Every blade of grass moved as our car sped by doing 65
and we were packed in staring out the window, smiling wide.
We drove into a tunnel and emegered into the spring
towards warmer days and new-cracked smiles, bluer skies and better things.
And even though another foot of snow has fallen in the past 24,
I know that spring's around the bend.
And even though the city's frozen over for another night,
I know new winds are on their way, it's just a matter of time.
But that never happened, did it? And though I kept my eyes open,
in the city wind, I couldn't see shit.
And in the morning we left, back in the back seat.
In the morning, but I took something with me...
Headphones on and nothing's gone, in these wide eyes.