Kenai — Crazyfists

Over mountains I feel safe, sacred were those summers. And these memories I place in my heart for shelter. And I modify, just to smell the ocean. And I underline, visualizing motion.

And I guess I miss my home, I could not stay. I'll return, it's alright, I'm ok.

Reoccured daydream, tie up stern first. And these gifts I've learned, never leave me. And I redesign, family and growing. And I realign, forgetting nothing.

Maybe in a few years it'll come back to you, reflection becoming your virtue. So sort me out, lay me away. Over these mountains I feel safe. And bless the sound, return the day. Over these mountains I feel safe.