A sweeping glance over the ocean, the waves rushing in the foreground and the day is going to end. Apparently an end like each other day. Filled with the colors of life. Red and purple in the sky. Blue and green in the sea. Brown and black the smooth islands far away. The light dissolves and it’s going to be dark. The moon rises up with his magical blue shine.
I wonder what if I were smiling and running into your arms? Would you see then what I see now?
Time is running, time is money, time is life – not for me, I’m free. Timeless, no idea about the date we have. Living the moment. Too good to pass it up. I’m a modern leather-rubber-wing tramper. My spirit comes from the new experiences I make each day. You don’t need human relationships to be happy, because happiness is placed all around us. When the wind blows thru my hair or the sun says good night, I’m done – See you tomorrow.
Never stop to dream. It’s what I do and now I know I’m not the only one. I’m a dreamer and now I’m living my dream. Sitting on the black stones formed by nature over the years. The moon my loyal company, shows me the way back to civilisation, back to the artifical society based on forgiveness and money. How can you live in a world which only seems to be real for yourself and none else. Go back to a rural place, far from every human being. Go and you’ll be alone or will there be someone else? However I’ll figure out one day.
I don’t know if I’m strong, but I feel strong. Ready for the future, thanks to all who helped me on this way! Especially to you!
Dennis Supertramp
P.S. That’s not the last you’ll hear of me.