It'll only be till tomorrow Like a vacation to the north Like a monarch butterfly And a lost boy gone forth Standing at the pyramid And the church one day The prickly pears a memory Of the far away The crossing like a start Behind the starting line All the words apart No two worlds align The fear and the unknown The coming of an aging mind A home no longer owned A boy so lost and left behind To travel on ahead Into a brave new world So cold and friendship dead And treachery behold The forest took its place The valley and the green lagoon The trails, the leaves, I face The dark side of the moon The rustle of the leaves They speak to me in tongues The say what can't be said Out the breath from my lungs A hike to go somewhere But not what you were looking for Not here, not anywhere Just lost away from the before