Rainbow gypsy.

I stand by the fork in the road

To say goodbye, to step a new way

To break through the black and white

and chase the rainbow

I will walk through the yellow meadows

Follow the birds to the green wood

And beyond I'll find the crystal lake

Where I'll drown the rusty box of Memory's last traces

Till it lays to rest in the deep blue grave.

I'll wait for the moon to spin me my wings

And then I'll fly far far away

To reach my new place in the cosmos

And there I'll stand and smile

And wave back and say

"Hello, how are you?"