I was kissing the ground as soon as I was on it Felt pulled down into it and I knew that I was home for good But I left New York with a hollow chest and the car ride home was a thin disguise at best Lake Ontario, a cold cold shock and all I thought I was really not What either of us, what neither of us want I'd freely flee you, though I'll see it through til March Summer calls, the colors saturate then drain |til fall Memories have all but faded thin Kept a case in which your pros were placed Kept a clutch in which your cons were left untouched But I finally know how to take it slower Was the fastest girl with the least control Lake Ontario was the wake up call I'd been reaching for since I learned to crawl Submerged, encouraged, encased No longer longing for that place