New places got me like...

I'm here and I'm freaked,

the sun has sprung a leak.

I've upped and gone, 

with weary song

the pain is in my feet.

I'm standing by the best,

supported by the less.

The wind went on,

and stole my song

the heat is in my chest.

I'm there and I've planned,

I've stomped down all the land.

Yet still no sound

and so I frown.

The wish is in my hands.

I've worked and I've fed,

I thought the breeze was dead.

But it whispered on,

so I sang along

the fear is in my head.