sorry this one is a little late ! I was on a plane from last year I think do you wanna come out to pounce giggle and be a kid yes I say and now i'm far from the people far from the city out into the last small chunk of the great beyond and so I run off up the mountains and in the streams to the little lake in the forest (where you can only hear the birds) and it couldn't be more perfect 'cause out there it ' s me and the smell of algae I know so well and it's like the waves know my name and the reeds are singing my song and the forest knows & I know it's there I belong not in the city where the loud feels so quiet or the island where the heat feels so cold but in the mountains in the forest in the heart of it all author's note: sorry if it's a little long, back when I wrote this I was writing a lot of songs/ballads and stuff. the photo taken is of the lake I was referring to, it's in a forest, about a turn off from the overlook. I know the route by heart, and it's really tranquil there. you should find your local secluded lake ! don't swim, though. secluded lakes almost always have really harmful algae or water quality.
