The fog is slowly lifting
the lighthouse, she is dancing
like a skater etching circles
but the pond is rarely frozen over
you, now i remember
it's maine in mid-september
and everything that mattered
stayed safe between our hands
you turn to me and smile
you feel those chills?
so i went racing living
and you went right on giving
and time went by like steam trains
sorry, if i made you feel alone
even though i was so close
but now, as i look around this place
it could be home
and here i am
trapped within this moment again
holding firm, on this aerial i send
and now i know
like i've never really known before
come what may
to remember it and soar
you ask of me once more
"you feel those chills?"
i remember when we
were out there alone,
and there we knew we had to stay
something shifted
before the snow could subside
and everything that mattered
turned slowly around
(and did you see it then?)
i'm flyin ' down the freeway
on an empty, narrow bypass
and reflected far beneath me
the lights flash just like cameras
and you, now i remember
caught beyond the simple splendor
so we covered up the embers
and left what we'd been given on the way
past the mountains and the storms
here i am
trapped within this moment again
holding firm, on this aerial i send
and now i know
like i've never really known before
come what may
to remember it and soar
here i am
trapped within this moment again
holding firm, on this aerial i send
and now i know
like i've never really known before
come what may
to remember it and soar
you turn to me once more
it's early tuesday morning
and you're gently, calmly sleeping
i can hear the water turning
and the heaviness is overwhelming