a song on my mind
like a bird in the air
with no inception
intentions unclear
with no end - the sky of dirt road
the open space like a vehicle on the go
and it goes and rolls
through leaves unknown

i say it is so
and my vibrations echo
the mountains know my meaning
the voice beneath the words I’m speaking
but the mist glows my insecurities and binds my visions
my reservations for bed
my hand on your head
like a firefly the light comes and goes
and it goes and rolls
through hills and meadows

i say that I’m gone and i stay so
they see my soul in the sky -  my name they cry
above the mist clear
the fumes reek of fear
and i swear
i feel lonesome up here
and i won’t shed a tear
because i know the rain is near
And I hear Whitman in the air
and the mist will soon disappear
And the sky will be clear