Beatnik Tirade #2 Walking amongst the wind is where i want to be whisked away yet moving free no strings attached, no ties to hold me down. taking flight... leaving the harsh world that surrounds                                       take me up, take me                                       away. with the wind                                       i shall frolic and play                                       let me be here yet                                       let me travel away                 i want to disappear                 i want to be seen                 i want to be you. i                 want to be me. let                 me go. let me be                 free a gust of wind blows me around my world flipped my thoughts in disarray the world i knew is no longer around firmly planted on the ground. that gust of wind has still turned my world upside down - Liquid Steel   [[ back ]]