Clear winter morning we walked by the lake
Spinning tales of the future and the steps we might take
We divulge our history with rivalries in our minds we're
Miles from the city for a moment in time
But we're so scared of the future, as much as our past
Pinch myself all to often I just want this to last
Our skin it soon will sag and our muscles will decay, but
At least we'll look back on this, on this big mess one day
And appreciate the charms that come with our age
We'll rewrite the letters to our mothers on the back of the page
But we're so scared of the future, as much as our past
Pinch myself all to often I just want this to last
We've got this life, but don't have a plan
How can I feel something that I don't understand
So, let's draw circles around your freckles
We'll make a constellation
Make a constellation
And stitch a map of our new home
And then we'll run in that direction
Run in that direction
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Let's draw circles around your freckles
We'll make a constellation
Make a constellation
And stitch a map of our new home
And then we'll run in that direction
Run in that direction
Run in that direction
Run in that direction
Run in that direction
Run in that direction
Oh, oh, oh, oh