Lake before my eyes
Prickly grass beneath my thighs
The soft sound of geese
Soon I'll go inside
Back to brick walls and cold tiles
But for now I'm free
Lake before my eyes
Green and brown grass and grey skies
Not clean, but still pure
Soon I'm returning
Back to lessons and learning
I'll take what I can
Always I will know
That I've still got miles to go
Before I can sleep