JONI MITCHEL:

I’m sitting on a rail at the edge of the sea,
Waiting for a boat to leave the country,
It’s cool,
I mean,
Temperature for the first time,
I can breath,
Walk around,
Smile & greet people on the street,
They look at me weird,
Because of my accent & camera,
The way I inspect the details of their town,
I can think,
And move around

(K)