Heading North

Mountains overwhelm my rearview mirror My ears are heavy but my mind is clearer Petals fall with haste but I know that I am nearer I've dreamt about this moment for years and years and years Canopies of leaves inundate my senses Cloves of golden flowers confine the fences Leagues of gracious thoughts hover 'round defenseless Prior worry bothers me less and less and less Long time comin' It's all so relative to who I am now The Earth starts humming and singing along As a cool and brooding wind just blows and blows and blows "There is nothing left for me here" Location seems to be the most important thing Enveloping my mind as it's battling So do not be surprised if I don't come back again I've figured all this shit out and left, my friends