Friction

I don't mind the weather
I've got scarves and caps and sweaters
I've got long johns under slacks for blustery days

I think that it's brainless to assume
That making changes to your window's view
Will give a new perspective

And the hardest part is yet to come

I don't mind restrictions
Or if you're blacking out the friction
It's just an escape it's overrated anyways

The hardest part is yet to come
When you will cross the country alone