Now it all makes sense 

I lay down my weary head

Here I find sweet rest

Under the oak tree

Where all of this first began 

Set my heart at peace 

Put me in the stocks

Make me be a laughing stock

Lock stock and barrel 

The pain of morning

Gnawing from the inside out

I drag myself on

Though this room is void

There are people all around 

And I love them all

All these lonely nights 

Fears rattle around my brain

Breaking me again 

Bouncy summer lawns

Spread under the clear blue skies

Ever changing clouds

If I see myself 

Reflected in a black pool

Would I recognise? 

Warm pools of sunlight

Dappling across my skin

While the trees stand firm

Silver stars dancing 

On the surface of the lake 

Until we jumped in

Gleaming white canvas 

Shines between raindrops and sun

Pink apple orchard 

Fresh evening rain drops

From the wilting foliage 

Bring the washing in! 

Hungry forest fires 

Consuming yet never full 

All I do is take 

Did I disconnect? 

Floating loosely through gray fog

Transcending the marsh

Soft rain on hard ground

Releasing blackberry scent

The smells of autumn

Yellow grass ripples 

A sea of seeds scattering 

As the seasons change 

And so I wander 

Without direction or home

Have I lost my way? 

Golden ears of wheat

Swelling in the evening sun

Awaiting harvest 

The fuzzy peach moon

Climbing out of dark pine trees

Igniting the dusk 

Drifting tumbleweed 

An eternal voyager

A life without roots

Cygnus flies towards

Cepheus’ silver palace

On his milky trail 

Cerulean sea

Surrounds secret sandy shores

Still cicadas sing 

Forgotten islands

Rise from evening sea mist

Cries from the crows nest