I'm the homeward bound and shaken down,
I'm the glory that remains unfound,
I'm the fighting when trying surrenders its fate,
I'm the want to feel love and the hurt to escape.
I’m the nomad who holds onto memories too tight
Which is why i’m not sure that I’m doing this right
But i’m tired of flat-lines and changes in plans,
So i’m thanking you deeply, no fist in my hand
We’ll go on living
And trying to grow
I’ll keep on singing
So you’ll always know
That you’re more than this means,
Like the air to a leaf,
And you’ve changed my delight,
Infinitely
I’m the nomad feet and hold-me-down
I’m the traveler who’s never found
I’m the one who is tired of saying goodbye
But I know that somehow it is worth it to cry
We’ll go on living
And trying to grow
I’ll keep on singing
So you’ll always know
That you’re more than this means,
Like the air to a leaf,
And you’ve changed my delight,
Infinitely
There’s a space in the needle,
And I was scared to believe,
That the walls of a building could fall into me
And it washed through my blood,
And it poured through my veins
And my skin is reminded of Seattle rain
I’ll keep on sinking,
And finding the floor
And i’ll keep on praying,
To learn something more
Cause you’re more than this means
Like the air to a leaf
And you’ve changed my delight,
Infinitely
Midwest moons are mountains far
And miles and miles from the ocean floor
But when winds move west I want to sink in more
Yellow and maize outside my door
Midwest stars are cornfield lost
With a little bit of room and a really big heart
So when winds move east I'll do anything but leave
Where the river meets the sea,
I'll declare to let it be
I want to grow up from
The roots beneath the ground
To sleep upon a home I love
Midwest feet can walk a while
With a rusty set of tools and a genuine smile
So when winds move anywhere
I know I'm ready here
To give and take a hand,
And let em know I'm here
I want to grow up from
The roots beneath the ground
To sleep upon a home I love
Midwest dreams may not be
City lights and movie screens
But stargaze at the night sky
You are seen within the lights
I want to grow up from
The roots beneath the ground
To sleep upon a home I love
If birds fell like rain
And sun melted like snow
In times like these
I'd feel less alone
When the strong one cries,
On a bench in July,
Needing time to change like freckles on my bones
Moving, isn't easy
When warpaint doesn't settle beneath your skin
Be strong, doesn't mean much,
When memory's all there is to move on
If I fell like snow,
And learned to let go
In times like these,
I wouldn't need to know
When the strong one cries,
On a bench in July,
What would happen to the years ahead of time
Moving, isn't easy
When warpaint doesn't settle beneath your skin
Be strong, doesn't mean much,
When memory's all there is to move on
When the strong one cries,
I'll wait for your
When the strong on cries,
I'll sing for you,
Cause warpaint goes against the seems of lonely hearts and broken dreams
When the strong one cries,
On a bench in July,
I'll know rain is just a pattern to overcome
Moving, isn't easy
When warpaint doesn't settle beneath your skin
Be strong, doesn't mean much,
When memory's all there is to move on