Travelling across the state,
With the music loud in my ears,
Watching day fade into the night,
Sunshine to moonlight.
Feeling sad for the ones I’ve left,
The home I live in,
The routine I grew used to,
Excitement to apathy.
The night is so pleasant,
The music is warm,
And while I feel free,
I still feel bound to the past.
To old memories,
While living in the moment,
Seems to be the only way I live now.