Come on Skinny Love Just Last the Year...

The unexpected creeps up again. It's always waiting around the next corner, and even as I'm turning it with my own two feet, I can feel it there. But it's okay, because as long as I make it around this corner and down that sidewalk, I'll be exactly where I need to be. Home. I'll dip my feet over the edge and touch the ocean if I'm lucky. I'll swing first with my arms and then with my legs till I find you. This old hammock tied up between an oak tree and your front door never quite reaches as far as I'd like it to. The more I stretch out, the shorter it feels, and here I am again rounding another corner. But it's okay, because as long as I make it around this corner and down that sidewalk, I'll be exactly where I need to be. Home. With you.