Forests green as far as the eye can see, I was scared.
Giant snow-capped mountains forming a wall, tall rows surrounding, higher higher...
A little town in the centre of hills, I didn't know where you were.
A gentle wind brings nature to your ears, I was distracted.
Rain pulls the smell of the Pacific from an hour's distance, I didn't hear you walk away.
As seasons change so does the canvas, the panic rises in my chest.
A picture of art, I want to cry.
Green to white to orange, the voices go silent - around me everything fades.
It is safe, I look and call out for you.
Standing out on top you look out, running around I can't find you.
