As the Crow Flies

When I saw the white fence and the
dirt come off the stones on this road.
I heard the silence laugh at me it told me of the path I'd been on
When nothings right, and nothings wrong,
And the mountains stare back at me for too long.

When I heard the drive by I was on a longer run than yesterday.
But when I saw the crow fly I became aware I'm running the wrong way.
The snow tipped peaks are all I see.
The mountain tops are far away from my feet.

When I saw the pilot leave his
troubles with the white tail in the sky.
He kept flying forward while the rest faded to whiteness by and by.
I don't know what it means,
But I'm standing with, mountains right next to me