Homesick Heidi

I cannot see the mountains

I've looked through every window:

rooftops block the horizon-

I can't shut my hope in, though.

It seems I want for nothing,

but something's eating up my soul;

Lock a free thing in a prison

and time will surely take its toll.

My feet wear shoes I don't need;

I walk on heartless cobblestone.

I've never seen so many people,

nor have I felt so alone.

I've looked for things I know about

but everything here's strange.

The swirling crowds are driven on-

I cannot bear this change.

Where is green rocky freedom?

And where the wild rains?

They stare like I'm a heathen,

but they're the ones in chains.

I ran to climb the tower,

but nothing of it came:

my mountains, they were nowhere.

The city looked the same.

Live colors fade from mem'ry

Saphire, gold, and indigo.

The mountains seem worlds away.

I can't shut my hope in though.