Nothing feels better than these mountains surrounding me.
Wrapped up tight in the gorge toward home.
Spread out around in the valleys I love.
They're a part of me.
As much a part as my parents, my grandparents.
Wrapped up tight in the gorge toward home.
Spread out around in the valleys I love.
They're a part of me.
As much a part as my parents, my grandparents.
I never miss them more than when driving back through them after time away.
Whether it be short or long.
Seeing them again through new eyes every.single.time.
Whether it be short or long.
Seeing them again through new eyes every.single.time.
Home.
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