Indiana

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