Post by GOOT on Jul 1, 2007 20:57:29 GMT -5
Rhythm sticks and corn-welts,
They all belong to someone else.
It's goodbye, tonight.
But we have one more night.
Let's get lost and ride around,
Making peace with an empty town.
We will make it right, somehow,
‘Cause we are finally free,Tonight.
There are certain things that bring forth freedom. There is a canoe—The wonderful bottom-broad boats can take you great water distances in a short period of time, depending on will and self-determination. There are you own two feet, which bring you wherever you wish to go. A hiker is only as good as his feet. Then there is the horse, for things you cannot do on your own. They bring power and passion, love and a lift over rugged terrain and greater distances than you can do by yourself. Some may object that cars and bicycles are also freedom granters. But they may only go where road or terrain permits. With the horse, you do not rely on human-made stretches of land. You rely on the horse’s surefootedness, levelheadedness, and obedience to your own intelligence. Together, horse and rider, you are f.r.e.e.
Throw it all away.
Forget yesterday.
We'll make the great escape,
We won't hear a word they say,
And we will get away.
Won’t watch it burn, won’t let it die.
‘Cause we are finally free,Tonight.
I chose my horse for this journey. She, Aponi, gave me the wings to fly away, and I gave her the magic. Together, we were invincible. Where is she now? I look around the lake, taking in the settings. There wasn’t many places for a horse to hide. The field was cut and lush, with only dips for cover. Aponi was not here. On the other side of the lake, people were splashing and socializing. What was going on over there? On the other side of them, was a dwelling. From here, I could see quite a few dwellings. Perhaps I had stumbled upon a village. Perhaps they had seen my horse. Perhaps…
Tonight will change our lives,
I want to be by your side.
I’ll find you with a sigh.
Staring at me, eye to eye.
I’ll keep going, keep searching.
It’s not over.
‘Cause we are finally free,Tonight.
My mind traced back to the moment I was thrown, as I stood there in reverie. The mountain was rocky and hazardous, but knowing that Aponi was surefooted, I pushed her forward. She reluctantly obeyed my instincts over her own. A pebble fell from beneath us off of the promontory, and she spooked, shying, bucking in a way I was unprepared. Thrown into brambles, she vehemently trotted off with a swish of her tail, as if to say. “Serves you right. Now you can walk.” She trotted off in the direction of the sun. There is one of two places she could be headed. She could either be heading for home, getting me into deep trouble for not only disappearing but for returning riderless and striking worry into the hearts of the elders. Or she could be around, watching and mocking me in the way she often does. I hoped and prayed it was the latter, because I was not to return home. So, I ask aloud to the breeze and the waters, “Where is my horse?” Strangely, though, I am not worried. Aponi is a hardy animal with a level head—she won’t get hurt. And she had taken me far, throwing me to this town. Freedom numbs all wounds of worry. I am finally free,
tonight.
Throw it all away.
Forget yesterday.
We'll make the great escape,
We won't hear a word they say,
And we will get away.
Won’t watch it burn, won’t let it die.
‘Cause we are finally free,Tonight.