Turn

At any given opportunity
You can make a turn
Doesn’t matter what you see
Or how much time you earn
Sometimes consequence won’t mean much
You’ll have the option to retract
Other times it’ll mean losing touch
With no option to turn back
Yet as we explore the ebbs and flows
Of life amongst the trees
Can’t help but feel like this bond grows
Even if we’re overseas
Frequent all the mountain passes
Until the day we die
Dance with me among the masses
And get lost with me in Big Sky