Ends and Destinations

Just got back from a long vacation It wasn't all I’d expected it to be Thought being free would be a good high to have But coming back home with nothing to do is not a way to be I feel I’ve known you and I don’t want to screw that up Flick of the switch moving you up the totem pole And mixing metaphors and drinks down on the floor Calling out your name every night at three And you’re years apart You blow them all away You summarize ends and destinations Spring rise, summer slow, and autumn cessation And I catch myself following you with my eyes Just as sure as I ride And you just standing there You blow You blow You blow them all away