Dear Nora there's a lot that's changed this year

I'm still thinking about swimming in Seattle

And when I got out I wasn't even cold

My toe was sunk in the squishy ground below

In SF we were driving over bridges

We were singing to "I Heard It Through the Grapevine"

Cleo was tired, Harmony was hyper

We switched driving in the middle of the highway

Dear Nora there's a lot that's changed this year

I'm still thinking about swimming in Seattle