Flowing Free

There she stands

In the middle of a flowing world

Like a leaf in the wind

And she looks around

To the center of a rushing crowd

All the people go mad

They just turn their heads

To the deadlines & production needs

Leaving her lost and alone

So she walks the streets

Unfamiliar with industrial sounds

And the hovering machines

It distorts her mind

Her perception of reality

Like a scene out of a dream

On an empty stage

In a constant morphing scenery

She discovers herself flowing free

Copyright Kaipa, 2005