The passes are open and so are the possibilities.
The trails are clear and so are our minds.
The rock is dry and our thirst unquenched.
The trails are clear and so are our minds.
The rock is dry and our thirst unquenched.
Snow is melting, plans are crystallizing,
and we’re coming out from under our
rock to breathe the spring air and
uncover what we’re made of.
This is the moment we’ve been
waiting for: with sunlight in
spades, there’s time to make
mistakes, reroute and rejoice.
and we’re coming out from under our
rock to breathe the spring air and
uncover what we’re made of.
This is the moment we’ve been
waiting for: with sunlight in
spades, there’s time to make
mistakes, reroute and rejoice.
The skies may
change shade, but
we stay out and
can’t stay put.
change shade, but
we stay out and
can’t stay put.
