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