[Verse 1]
Hide behind an army
Of a million excuses of why our comfort triumphs over risk
As I lay on my bed
There's a map of the states hanging over my head
And I feel some peace I can't comprehend
[Chorus]
And oh-oh-oh-oh, I know it won't make sense
Chasing the yellow lines in a beat-down van
And oh-oh-oh-oh, I know it will be somewhere in the winds
[Verse 2]
Now we plan our days in some haste
Align all the pieces to fit some sound-untainted narrative
But I've found that it's all in the chase
That the brightest of fires spark in unforeseen and random space
[Chorus]
And oh-oh-oh-oh, I know it won't make sense
Coffee with Anna in sunset Reykjavik
Oh-oh-oh-oh, I know she's out there, somewhere in the winds
[Instrumental Bridge]
[Chorus]
And oh-oh-oh-oh, I know it won't make sense
Church on a hill in the southern country bend
And oh-oh-oh-oh, I know it won't be somewhere in our plans
But somewhere in the winds