The sunlight glazed directly into my eyes,
I did not shield my eyes or turned away.
Here on this high place it had become a habit
We left our echoes, and fluids, and pride
In the rippling grass in the clearing
And in the sight of the sun going down.

Over and over again, he said that he would never leave
He is no angel, full of lies and ready to deceive
But I have left his world, far behind
Must be careful, am sure there's more of his kind

I have left his love behind
Gave him back the stars and his world
These were the things he claimed, the story he told
I left his whispers amongst the trees
Buried that person I used to be
This time I'm walking, walking free
Walking the long mile home
No more road signs, no more maps
I'm on the road, must be am going somewhere.



THE END