There's a place I can hide, where no one can find.
A place where the world is all left behind.
A place to take refuge, to rest and find peace.
A place where my mind is calmly at ease.
The wind blows gentle, a breeze so caressing.
The sounds of creation, to my ears are a blessing.
No noise, No people, no need to explain.
No problems, No worries, No words that cause pain.
This place is hidden, the path is not shown.
This place is my solace, this place is my home.
In a land so forlorn
My teardrops do stain
The sorrow'd ones danse
In the unending rain
They sing of the days
That my eyes strain to see
Of tymes before winter
Didn't hurt to be me