I may be poor but I can see what I'm looking at
when it comes time to judge where I'm at.
Taking it serious leads me only
to the blindness of the material world.
What have I got to loose
when I haven't got anything but seeing and living?
Let me fly on what vision's mine.
I've got nothing else but the death
everyone else has.
Yeah, and it's sweet to walk alone
taking it all on.
gallagher
3 Oct 76
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —