I woke up foggy.
Something like dragon's breath hung heavily in the air
Suddenly, and without warning, my head grew so light it lifted right off of my body.
It snuck out the backdoor while my parents were sleeping
It floated over these relentless hills,
Rolled with them into the bastard valley
I chased after it through the dirt and rust
Over beaten streets and through broken homes
It skipped like a stone over the tired river
And weaved like a rusted lattice through the old bridge.
It got tossed aside into the abandoned mills,
bouncing like an echo off the crumbling walls