red sky at dawn
hangs over the horizon
beneath the barren fields
dead pale beige stalks of dry wheat
grab hold of a broken down fence
fallen on withered ground
like the broken down fence
feeling torn and worn
held up too long
broken down
just want to leave
these barren forgotten fields
like the birds
time to take flight
in morning light
fly far away
free
soar
just leave
these barren forgotten fields
