I'm getting out of the city
Gotta clear up my mind
Seem to have lost perspective
In the battle of the grind
And the same old 9 to 5
My eyes rest on the mountains
And the wind blows my hair
I'm just a speck of dust here
On an earth that's so very old
And I'm getting old with her
Here's a place for me to unfold
And remember who I am
White skies and blue horizons
Take me as I am
I've found peace of mind here
In the high desert wind
God paints in this land
I remember I used to love
Cos back there in the city
It feels like nothing is enough
And nothing means too much
Wide skies and blue horizons
Take me as I am
I've found peace of mind here
In the high desert wind

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