Hole In The Hedgerow

I’ve been running from the lives I’ve left behind.

Vagabond orbiting the earth,

Following the lonely moon,

The one friend I know will be there to the end.

There’s more to life than seeing the world,

The moon knows that best of all.

How I want to teach a dog to swim,

Sit and watch the seasons turn,

Paint a windowsill for the birds.

But It’s hard to find home when running away from one.

I’m settling for anywhere I lay my head instead.

Existing in the darkness between the firefly lights,

Fading slow in the moonlight.