Seattle

My life is like a rolling river
So muddy and absurd
And although I might be mistaken
I know that I'll be heard
And I find the second I try to pull away
I'm thrown back in line
All this time

So, rain on my hopes
Rain on my soul
Rain on everything that I know
It feels so ludicrous
The pursuit of this dream
We thought we'd be there long ago

And we are looking for the same thing, the same thing
Seattle is calling me back home, back home

- The Classic Crime, "Seattle"


Seattle is calling me back home.
I'll be back there soon. Just two and a half more years..