Portland

In my mind, the hills here were so much bigger
And the fear of falling made my heart attack
Grass has dried, and the leaves have turned to litter
Guess the golden hour made things here look alright

And this home was a home back when nothing could go wrong
For a moment now it's gone

We were right when time moved slow
But I'm older now, and I've gotta let it go
Hit the lights, leave a note
I've been holding on to these things that gotta grow

I've gotta let it go
Home

You were mine, but blood was always thicker
And the world outside these walls were never fair
Grab some air, and save it in a bottle
Have a piece of Portland with me over there

And this home was a home back when nothing could go wrong
For a moment now it's gone

We were right when time moved slow
But I'm older now, and I've gotta let it go
Hit the lights, leave a note
I've been holding on to these things that gotta grow

I've gotta let it go
Home (mm)
Home (mm)
Home