Away

Now i out walking
The world desert
And my shoe and my stocking
Do me no hurt.

I leave behind
Good friends in town
Let them get well-wined
And go lie down

Don't think I leave
For the outer park
Like Adam and Eve
Put out of the Park.

Forget the myth
There is no one I
Am put out with
Or put out by.

Unless I'm wrong
I but obey
The urge or a song
I'm- Bound-Away!

And may I return
If dissatisfied
With what I learn
From having died.