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 flatlines 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.

so I’ll keep on sinking
and finding the floor
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