You and Me Together, Yeah (Seattle version)

“You and Me”
Dave Matthews Band

Want to pack your bags something small
Take what you need and we disappear
Without a trace we’ll be gone, gone
Moon and the stars will follow the car
And then when we get to the ocean
Gonna take a boat to the end of the world
All the way to the end of the world

Oh and when the kids are old enough, we’re gonna teach them to fly

You and me together
We could do anything baby
You and me together yes, yes
You and me together
We could do anything baby
You and me together yes yes

You and I were not tied to the ground
Not falling but rising like rolling around
Eyes closed above the rooftops
Eyes closed we’re gonna spin through the stars
Our arms wide as the sky, we’re gonna ride the blue
All the way to the end of the world
To the end of the world

Oh and when the kids are old enough, we’re gonna teach them to fly

CHORUS

We can always look back at what we did
Always remembering how you and me did
Right now it’s you and me forever girl
And you know, we could do better than
Anything that we did
You know that you and me
We could do anything

You and me together
We could do anything, baby
You and me together yeah, yeah
Two of us together, we could do anything baby
You and me together yeah, yeah
Two of us together yeah, yeah
Two of us together, we could do anything baby

It’s so small
Till we reach the end of the world

(or at least Seattle)

This is the song that was in my head during our ferry ride from the Port Angeles area to downtown Seattle.  It wasn’t the end of the world, but it sure felt like it.  Surreal, romantic, dreary and yet dreamy.  We sat at benches and looked at the wet and heavy sky and sampled clam chowder and chili with crackers and warmed our feet before our journey continued, leaving behind the wonders of the mountains and beaches for the cosmopolitan journey that preceded yet another mountain adventure.  Oh, Washington, how lovely your coastlines appear just before they slip away for the prospect of your other bountiful offerings.