Oceans of Green

Oceans of wheat, oceans of green The most beautiful quiet I’ve ever seen Plucking the strings of the passing terrain Rhythm of nature, rhythm of rain Wide open spaces, taking my breath Miles of living, miles of depth I am a ghost in a metal machine Passing through colors, passing unseen Looking out over the edge of the earth Feeling the weight of a quiet rebirth Every mile marker a memory shed Leaving the ghosts in the road ahead Wide open spaces, taking my breath Miles of living, miles of depth I am a ghost in a metal machine Passing through colors, passing unseen Oceans of green Passing unseen