Verse 1

We sat down at a table that wasn't ours

Something in the spice, something in the hour

And the steam rose up like a map we used to know

We passed the bread and didn't say where it would go

Chorus

It tasted like somewhere else

A kitchen we can't find now

The flavor of a different self

Who knew exactly how

To be exactly there

In a room that no longer stands

We swallowed it like a prayer

Held it in our hands

Verse 2

We couldn't name it, couldn't place the street

But our bodies knew — the tongue remembers what the mind forgets to keep

Something in the oil, something in the grain

Made us ache for somewhere we can't explain

Bridge

Distance has a flavor

It settles at the back of the throat

We are always eating toward a place

We left without a note

And we don't want to arrive

We just want to almost be there

One more time

Chorus

It tasted like somewhere else

A kitchen we can't find now

The flavor of a different self

Who knew exactly how

To be exactly there

In a room that no longer stands

We swallowed it like a prayer

Held it in our hands

Outro

We cleared the plates

We didn't speak

Somewhere else was all we'd need

Instrumental Outro

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