i need wilderness, tress, and high mountains
i need wolves and deer, and things in between
i need to see every last thing that i've never seen
no more illusions, i'll create my own
to level my mind and to ease my soul
to travel on the open road
is the only way that i'll truly feel whole
(at least i hope)
no drugs, just life, to make me high
breathe it in deep, let out a heavy sigh
to struggle much, no more than i am now
just growing whole, and tramping about
to dream is to live, live life the way you should
and so i'll try, to make this life good
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