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