9 August 2012
From town to town And heart to heart From tip to toe And end from start
I lay my hat On many a hook No home as such Any cranny or nook
Rise with the sun Fall with the moon No baggage carried My own tune
No need to settle A need to move No ties to bond A score to prove
So much to see Nomadic conjuror The road calls me Disparate wanderer
Wanderer • Opuss № I