[00:13.400] We’re floating over the district[00:20.200] I’m buoyed by winsome esprit[00:27.100] The stone arch bridge and the skyline[00:34.000] A tilt shift blur to the scene[00:40.700] Some headlights highlight the driveway[00:47.500] But she doesn’t turn to see[00:54.200] The details in our periphery[01:01.200] While shadows swell and recede[01:21.000] Droll city blocks and curbs[01:24.300] They all leave my head unnerved[01:28.000] Things felt that probably were[01:31.100] Thoughts I would say to her[01:35.000] But all light rails motor fast[01:38.000] One glance and a moment’s passed[01:41.300] View life through tinted glass[01:45.100] Left with one printed pass[01:48.500] And now it’s me and the satellites[01:56.300] Halfway home at night[02:03.200] Fly from my line of sight[02:10.000] I’m sad but it’s alright[02:15.655] (Kyle)[02:17.434] (Trumpet solo)