I’ve been lost on the trail of mixed ideas
For a long, long time
I’ve been sauntering along
Feeling the sun on my face
And engaging with the ideas and visions
That have had nowhere else to go
And talking aloud
The rambling affectations
Which are always needed
To keep my journey going
There’ll come a time
When I know I’ll stop
I’ll sit down
Lay back on the trailside grass
And just stay there
Until the dreaming is over
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