you roaming nomad freaks,
spread your wings and never
fear to fly to higher peaks.,
so rock the boat
but be the waves
and not the slaves
sat safe in their lifeboat ways
just waiting for their
lost at sea selves to be saved...
And so i walk slow stumble right out up on top of this pair of cats jamming on the Royal Mile - as it's called in old edina sweetest stone city this side of venice or rome - and they're jammin' one on a sitar long hair eyes always to the east and one on a guitar with a mouth harp and he's puffing in out away and he's got the drawl of dylan as he's singing Rolling Stone and i sit sat down there myself and get caught right up remembering that i'm a bum right now total beat up out not even wanted maybe in this old town here but i couldn't just can't bring myself to care cause there's always some people who never you want you somewhere anyhowlll who can be every-single-where at once to care or not be there and this song they are singing was written just for me and for every-single-nobody who ever just a sit sat down feet glad to up in the air heart dancing breathing the freshest free-est air and the man who knows he's a bum but not a done in bum just yet just a man who knows the road and learns to love the turns it makes blind corners like snakes' heads catching their tails eating up their wisdom to shit it back out no-one hearing 'cept maybe some forgotten moonlit street rant jamming to nowhere learning to love the mistakes and the lucky falls that turn into those great breaks again and again and anyhow his friend is chiming in now on his sitar all magic eastern exstasies and i'm away with his trip happy happy happiest glad to watch the world go by a minute while i just sit here and think on it at the edge of it a complete unknown in it a no direction home in it a no turning round to see the frowns in it just a rolling stone in it no letting others get your kicks for you in it this most holy communion breathing prayers without speaking in it feeling the divine riding the back of every note and it's good to be and good to be a bum everyone should be a bum but not the done in done over junkie kind of the bum just the free air light feet warm heart beat breathing type of one...
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