Perfect weather song.
Long empty road stretching for miles, lit in intervals by sentry lamp posts. The sleeping city glimmers in the distance, the jagged mountain blasting arctic wind towards the plains.
In a suburb at 2 in the morning, with the after shower leaving the ground damp and chilly, having a solitary walk going in circles. This song reminds you that sometimes, a warm embrace is all that you need to break free of desolation.