I’m going to miss this place
with its million shades of blue,
with its nooks and crannies and tall,
tall mountains to get lost in.
I’m going to miss the sun.
I’m going to miss the smiles.
I’m going to miss the idea of my home
being a million miles away,
and the bittersweet belief that I would come back
But the clouds are crawling up the mountain
and the tide’s flowing away,
leaving the sudden wreckage I once was
and the fear that I might always