Kenai
Brock Lindow / Steve Holt / Thomas Noonan
Over mountains I feel safe
sacred were those summers
And these memories I place in my heart for shelter
And I modify, just to smell the ocean
And I underline, visualizing motion
And I guess I miss my home
I could not stay
I'll return, it's alright, I'm ok
Reoccurred daydream, tie up stern first
And these gifts I've learned, never leave me
And I redesign, family and growing
And I realign, forgetting nothing
Maybe in a few years it'll come back to you
reflection becoming your virtue
So sort me out, lay me away
Over these mountains I feel safe
And bless the sound, return the day
Over these mountains I feel safe