Itґs not that she walked away,
Her world got smaller.
All the usual places,
The same destinations,
Only somethingґs changed.
Itґs not that she wasnґt rewarded
With pomegranate afternoons
Of mingus, chet baker and chess.
Itґs not stampeding fortune,
Or prim affectations.
Sheґs off on her own
But she knows
Now is greater then the whole of the past
Is greater, and now she knows