WHERE ? Copyright © 1970 Jeff Linder
Wind Walker


As I sat there on the edge of my mind
I cried.
I went deep inside to find
The answer.
And when I returned I found I had changed.
I was strange, misarranged.
I saw things down there
That I knew wasn't real.
I saw memories and a shade
I had pulled so memories would fade.
But nowhere in that place
Could I find a face
That I knew.
Green - Red - Black
Gray - Blue - White
The colors I saw
Were not right.
Help me, help me.
I'm bending to the wind of mediocracy.
I can't find me -
I can't find -
I can't -
I -
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