To The Great Plains

About travelling abroad for the first time

I'm the designated dreamer

Mind filled with the images of the gate

What's beyond the garden?

What's beyond the grassy horizon?

I'm just a real believer

I want to be lost elsewhere now

What's across the ocean?

When can I see past the horizon

And sometime I'll reach the airport

Pick any path to any land

I'll be swimming in the ocean

East or West

Who cares? So long as I'm there

To America's great plains

Or to the snow-capped mountains

Soon I'll arrive

Soon I'll feel alive

I'm departing from this grey city

Worn from my English prison

The turbulence is a welcome sign

My first flight leaves tonight

The lights of London far behind 

Now we sit and wait

For the New World to welcome me

A new horizon as far as I can see

To America's great plains

Or to the snow-capped mountains

Soon I'll arrive

Soon I'll feel alive

Reviews

[Pryde Foltz]

To America's great plains
Or to the snow-capped mountains
Soon I'll arrive
Soon I'll feel alive

And we admire those cobbles and all that scandalous history. A great ballad, here.

A 100 blades of prairie grass from me.