Dear Nora

Dear Nora

There's a lot that's changed this year

I'm still thinking 'bout

Swimming in Seattle

And when I got out

I wasn't even cold

My toes sunk

In the squishy ground below

In SF we were driving over bridges

We were sinking to 'I heard It Through The Grapevine'

Cleo was tired

Harmony was hyper

We switched driving

In the middle of the highway

Dear Nora

There's a lot that's changed this year

I'm still thinking 'bout

Swimming in Seattle