680 (live from basement) Video (MV)

Kissed in the backseat, "like a little bitch",
So she teased, but I never was embarrassed
But they never saw you that cold summer morning
Weren't gut-punched by a silent goodbye
They never heard your voice softly sing
Alongside those six well-worn strings
When the light of summer had died
We'd fling our souls up to the stars
Who knew not why we loved them so
How could they know
That be it night or day
They'd be the only light to stay
680 miles away
Enveloped by the pine trees, gently draped in starlight,
Living out our daydreams, in the dark of night
Shadows in the dark room, before we lived in color,
Always said, "We'll always have Paris"
But they never saw you that cold summer morning
Weren't gut-punched by a silent goodbye
They never heard your voice softly sing
Alongside those six well-worn strings
When the lights of summer had died
We'd fling our souls up to the stars
Who knew not why we loved them so
How could they know
That be it night or day
They'd be the only light to stay
680 miles away
And though my body, aimless wanders on,
My soul is in the stars when she is gone
And though my body, aimless wanders on,
My soul is in the stars when she is gone