Montana
Montana Dreams: Nocturnal Yearning and Love's Quiet Moments
Lyrics
When I can't sleep at night I tiptoe on the freezing hardwood
Unable to sleep, I cautiously walk on the cold hardwood floor.
I drop a pin at your old house and walk around the neighbourhood
I mark your previous residence with a pin and wander around the area.
And when I miss you I don't tell you till the feeling passes
I keep my longing for you to myself until it fades away.
We spent a weekend on the lawn, you don't care if the grass is
We spent time together without worrying about superficial things.
Wet from the dew of the morning
Describing the environment's freshness in the morning.
Cold from the dead of the night
Emphasizing the coldness of the night.
Loud from sound of the streetlights humming
The noise of the streetlights creates a constant background sound.
Warm from the hand on your backside
The warmth from physical closeness and affection.
Quiet like the room when I stay too late
Comparing the quietness to staying in a room for too long.
And crash on the couch till the next day
Relaxing on the couch until the next day arrives.
Closing the door when I've got nothing to say
Choosing silence over speaking when there's nothing significant to say.
When I can't sleep at night I wish that I'd moved to Montana
Expressing a desire to escape by wishing to live in Montana.
Those kids on bicycles, they stare straight into the camera
Observing the innocence of children staring directly at the camera.
And when I'd feel alone I'd drive for a while to the province
Driving away when feeling isolated to a different location.
We'd spend the weekend laying shirtless in the grass, the lawn is
Being together without clothes, comfortable in intimacy.
Wet from the dew of the morning
Depicting the fresh, moist morning environment.
Cold from the dead of the night
Highlighting the coldness and stillness of nighttime.
Loud from sound of the streetlights humming
The constant hum of streetlights providing a background noise.
Warm from the hand on your backside
Warmth from physical closeness and affection.
Quiet like the room when I stay too late
Comparing the quietness to overstaying in a room.
And crash on the couch till the next day
Resting on the couch until the following day.
Closing the door when I've got nothing to say
Opting for silence when there's nothing meaningful to express.
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