Oh, don't mind me, I'm just walkin' home Might take a while though, it's on the other side of the world Yeah, it's a long way to go, I know But it's home So I'll go No matter the road
What? Oh, no, I don't have to walk that far every day Actually, this is the first time I'm going that way I should've mentioned, it's a home where I've yet to stay So they say Anyway I'm on my way
What? Oh, no, I don't have any old bed to see Well, I did, but I'd like to think it's glad to be without me Me and that place had no more memories left to weave So 'fore I leave Walk with me For a moment, through the heaths
Oh, don't look so sad; Honestly, I guess it's only fair I had my share of fun with it, and now it had its share I guess I've no place in mind; Really, I'll go anywhere But I don't care I'm all prepared And I hope I'll see you there
This is probably the most calm and optimistic poem I've written in a while, and it's also probably the most conventionally rhythmic and rhyming one. There honestly isn't really much to say about this one; it wears its message right on its sleeve. It's about moving on and finding a new place in this world.