Paradise

Can I run away to a cabin?

On the top of a mountain?

Surrounded by fields of flowers?

I'll hide away above a dark forest

Shrouded in mist at daybreak

I'll sit around a warm hearth

A tabby cat purring on my lap

Peering out my rain- covered windowpane

To the colorful sky and valley below

Where the distant city lights are on display

Yet all the city can see of me

Is the curling smoke

Above the tall, green trees

And know that it comes from

Some mysterious chimney

Where I don't heed the daily calls of routine