A boy drags his feet along aged train tracks uncomfortably alone.
He wonders as he wanders if he'll ever find the deserved sanctuary he can call home.

A drone in a buzzing society, looking past all you see.
Nothing but a suitcase in hand, some would call him free.

But he's lost.  

No GPS or CVS will show him what he needs.
Wallowing in his own misery looking into the night sky with greed.
Is satisfaction, another happening that only comes in threes?
While the melancholy waves rush at him in one-hundred fifteens?

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He spots a leaf, only one on the tree, and immediately it falls.
He has a phone, on silence mode because he doesn't answer anymore calls.  
You see he's traveled many greens just to see that the other side wasn't better.
All this time he contemplates mistakes whether or not he should regret her.  
He won't forget her.  
Taken over his mind, surely he's let her.
He bets her life is much better than his own.
Sitting on the side of the crossroads he tried to express how he felt in stone

Unable to grasp any clear emotion, at last he grabs what he's held on to all this time.
This suitcase of his, an eternal abyss, of all that which he'd coped with through rhyme.
The baggage he claims, that have been the remains, of every action he's ever endured.
A riddle was placed on the lock to keep safe, until the time in which he knew he was sure.

"What pumps you up and slows you down, brings forth smiles, but also frowns?"

He thought about it for a minute and heard a coyote howl
Suddenly jumped up from fear, looked around and then let out a smile.  

He knew then, as the tempo to his beat decreased that it was his heart.
The suitcase burst open, and once he looked in,
Realized he was blessed from the start.  
Hard drives worth of memories led him to sin
But also the epiphany that home was always within, and not so far apart.

Feelings burst out and wrapped up his being like a blanket not meant for security.
Embracing reality and letting go of miscues he's intertwined with a glowing sense of purity.
Bloated on love he rises above, and flows on with the wind much like a free balloon.
Sincerity to himself and the world around him made the corners of his mouth curl up to the moon.

The future's unknown but now he'll always be home,
With his heart beating comfortably.
He misses them all, will soon return all phone calls,
Knowing he found where he's meant to be

Drooling from pharmaceuticals,
and being told what's beautiful.
Recklessly using our mandibles,
and idolizing party animals.
No time to get personal,
Cuz I must go out and buy the product being scammed on this commercial.

Back.

Intelligence being blinded by fear,
So many don't pay mind, too full of beer
and confused why they can't see clear,
or even eye to eye with their closest peer.

Time spent pointing fingers
and wondering why "bad luck" lingers.
A society high on measurements and value measured by possessions.
The "Iwant" society diseased with obsessions.

Sold opinions with television and magazines,
Never realizing the atrocities behind the scenes.  
More psych evaluations and pills to swallow,
Or open love connections and spirituality to follow?

Many homeless, while uninhabited homes shows a higher amount.  
Pop-culture won't show ya, can the counter-culture even count?  
Fatty fast food paired with fast athletes, just to get a meager billion some dollars. 
There's still time to change though, which is why we need to bother.
 
Too cheap to buy selfless items, well then at least pay attention.  
See me for clarity, there's a wealth of info I didn't mention.

"Follow me," she said, "I'll take you on a journey. I'll take you to the one place that I know no one can hurt me. First you must take this." I saw in her hand was a root of some kind. I looked into her eyes and saw a genuine sincerity that is hard to find. She then closed 'em, now sitting indian-style. Where we were there couldn't have been another person on these green pastures for miles. Now was the time to consume. My body was disappearing though I felt as a flower in bloom. There existed no such things as space and time, as I turned into a wavelength and flowed right into her mind. My body was back as I strolled through this garden of beauty, I know nothing of this foreign land, yet it meant so much to me. There she was, under a tree next to clear pond. We were very connected right now in an unspoken bond. "What is this place?" I asked as the end of her lips rose to a curl. "You're in the deepest, most sacred part of my world. When you ate the root your soul came loose and led you to where you want to be. I could tell by the way you fumbled your words that you wanted to be with me, or so I'd hoped." No words i spoke because I realized my dreams were now a tangible reality. I let go of every grudge and every endured fallacy, because I am where I'm meant to be. I never knew that my world would know peace, and hers is mine. Everything was in a straight line in accordance to get me to this place. All these thoughts are rolling through with my eyes never leaving her face. When those eyes locked with mine we inched closer fulfilling the embrace. In this moment we lived forever and it was everything I had hoped. Everything was perfect as our mind, body, and souls eloped.