First Day Out

Here I am at last,
I've just jumped off the train
I'm about to start my life
as a wanderer in the rain
I know so many people
would give anything to be in my shoes
Well, that's all right for them to say,
but my shoes are soaked right through.

I don't know what made me want to come
all the way out here
I guess when I was dreaming,
my skies were always clear
Now I'm here in a meadow
with the rain streaming through my hair
I guess this is what you call traveling freely,
living without care.

Here I am, all by myself, and I'll admit I'm scared
All I've got is my guitar and a couple of dollars to spare
And I know even that's not gonna last me long.

I suppose I could pick myself up
and carry myself back home
But after what I put my folks through,
I think I better stay alone.
Anyhow, five years of aching are packed
behind this plan
Since I was ten, I've wanted to get out of the city
and live out on the land.

My parents thought I was crazy
and I think now maybe they're right
But I can still feel the freedom
in following the eagle's flight.
I just had to come and see
what all the songs were about
My hope is returning quickly
and I don't think there's any doubt

That I'd better start moving
if I want to get somewhere
I'll go on to the next town
and see what I find there
And stay a while until I go traveling on.