Escapia

I'll run to the woods one day
And leave behind all what I have
My shirt, my shoes, my books
And the ties, that hold me back

I'll escape somewhere undiscovered
In search of something I can call
My grass, my medows, and sniff the scent
Of mud, of wind, and waterfall

I'll let my hair grow silver and pepper
In the wild spending days and nights
And welcome sun, with open arms
And smile through silence, in delight

I'll sit by a river, water running away
Tickling, and teasing my tired feet
And like I will find an end to this journey
This river awaits, for an ocean's greet

I'll search for a good old tree
With branches green and painted room
With joy, with love, with life and comfort
And call it my home, sweet home

I'll find some fields in green and gold
With fruits, and treats, and berries blue
And feast on, till desires die
While seasons change out their hue

I'll wait for the silent night to fall
And cast a spell on me to sleep
And gaze the glitters and lights in sky
While nature, take me to her deep

I'll come to a place of my own
And free, to be what I am
Not like here, I'm wearing a face
Not to show, who really I am

I'll look for a new meaning of silence
As alone I wonder, and take a walk
And let it melt on my tongue, as a language
When no one would be there to talk

I'll run to the woods one day
And leave behind all what I have
My shirt, my shoes, my books
And the ties, that hold me back...