A boy walks down a city road
Passed strangers and riverboats
He boards a train, to anywhere
He leaves his mother and his home
He left with pictures in his head
Memories enough to breathe life to the dead
He asks me where I am going to
But I dont even know where I have come from yetIn the first degree above
I am here for the escape
Swallows nest in other caves
Rested far away from all of usBruised and beaten in the fog
Throughout the forest fall the driftwood logs
and I take rest upon the waterfall
As the river flows slowly on
I left with pictures in my head
Memories enough to breathe life to the dead
I know exactly where Im going to
And how I want my life to endIn the first degree above
I am here for the escape
Swallows nest in other caves
Rested far away from all of us