happily sail across the seas, choppy and rough
the distance alone would set me free
far away from memories of you and me
An house in the hills
or an island away from life's ills
a mountain top, high above
or a valley hidden from the ones once loved
Far from the dreads and fears
away from those things that led here
happily fly away, into the sun, a warmer place
or into an empty icy waste, a distant space
The woods far from people who cause no good
an empty beach, sand bleached by the sun, the solitude
a freedom from those attitudes would certainly suit my mood
as i watch the world rush by, id sigh and enjoy this interlude.
the distance alone would set me free
far away from memories of you and me
An house in the hills
or an island away from life's ills
a mountain top, high above
or a valley hidden from the ones once loved
Far from the dreads and fears
away from those things that led here
happily fly away, into the sun, a warmer place
or into an empty icy waste, a distant space
The woods far from people who cause no good
an empty beach, sand bleached by the sun, the solitude
a freedom from those attitudes would certainly suit my mood
as i watch the world rush by, id sigh and enjoy this interlude.
thanks for reading.
kyle
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