I wonder what it’s like

To build a house

To set ourselves free

I wonder what it’s like 

To see the stars 

How beautiful it would be

I wonder what it’s like

To hear the sizzle of an iron pan

To hike the narrow trails

I wonder what it’s like

To sludge through mud

To build a fire

To climb the crevices of a mountain

I wonder what it’s like to read a book

To rock gently on a rocking chair

To be covered in quilted blankets

To breathe the fresh air

I wonder what it’s like 

To wake up in the morning 

And see the rising sun

I wonder what it’s like

To see the tassels in the fields

To run through the colors

To taste the ground

I wonder what it’s like

To live there

To live in a fantasy