Wildflowers

I can hear the hemisphere across the world calling out my name.
I can feel the tears fall from the clouds as they are mourning my refrain.
Begging for a piece of liberation.
Ready to go anywhere, do anything for any inspiration.

Now it's three hours before I hitch a ride to anywhere but here.
If wildflowers scatter happily, then what have I to fear?
So long, farewell.
I'm as good as gone.
But hold on.
Something's holding me down.

If history could hold me to this solid twenty-mile block of ground,
The mystery of what is on the flip side wouldn't follow me around.
River moves, says, "Come with me to meet the ocean."
The smoke is rising farther in the distance giving me the notion
Of life.

Now it's three hours before I hitch a ride to anywhere but here.
If wildflowers scatter happily, then what have I to fear?
So long, farewell.
I'm as good as gone.
But hold on.
Something's holding me down.

Who am I kidding? All my dreams were all in vain.
I can't turn and walk away when you're here calling out my name.
I should have known that all along you were the one
Cause every time I'd leave, you'd turn toward my direction and you'd run.
Still, the smoke is rising.
Still, I'm fantasizing.
Think I finally know
The key to finally letting go.

Now it's three hours before I hitch a ride to anywhere but here
If wildflowers scatter happily, then what have I to fear?
So long, farewell. I'm as good as gone.
And this time, nothing's holding me down
Cause you're coming along.