As I sit up here within the pine trees
In the lonely, wild mountains
I see all that is clear with beauty
But I wish to travel
Somewhere where I can't hear the echoes
Yet somewhere just as peaceful

I found somewhere just as peaceful
This time I'm envisioning willow trees
There are no past echoes
Still this feels like those mountains
Again I will go and travel
Someplace far away without beauty

For I am someone who does not see beauty
I see the darkness in somewhere peaceful
Fear the dangers of lonesome travel
Anguish over the looming oak trees
Feel the chill wind in the mountains
Cringe when others cannot hear the echoes

They came to haunt me, the echoes
They came from a land of timeless beauty
But I did not fit, coming from the mountains
Chased away, from the land so peaceful
Away to places with none of my trees
So this is why I must travel

Seeking lands with my trees but no mountains
Exhilarating beauty, exhausting travel
Banish the echoes, with voices so peaceful