I once saw a dragonfly Caught in a spider's web As I looked at her once more I thought that she was dead
So I left her alone & I went on my way & I was dreaming of Paris & Pierre Boulez But she called to me with a beat of her wing She called to me & said free me
She said come & fly away with me tonight
I've been up there before Riding the wind & laughing & open (til one day that great big black came pushing me down into sticky traps) But now I am afraid of flying I am afraid of finding the black again