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