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by Tyler Whitney Mar 24, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
The dark mountain opens up I can see the horizon Tiny little flares in the distance Fires and towns and human existence My legs ache and so does my mind Im set free yet still trapped in time The cool air slides across my face Its still morning in this beautiful place Wanting to stay yet longing to leave Still there is something missing So I sit and watch the sun set I have some time to go yet Where am I inside my head? While I sit by the big blue ocean I'm in a time and place very far Which will someday become my scar But through this sorrow I find solitude and I can bring myself to think I can sit here and be free And finally think about me