Where are all the warriors of today?
      As the last legends of Earth
      Die or fade away
      Or lay waiting in our dreams
      Of a passionate tomorrow

      I see that we must transcend
      Our orderly conception of society
      To allow for anomolies
      And new models of creativity
      If we ever hope to flourish

      Where are all the gypsys
      And caravans of magic
      That once graced the cosmic highway
      Converging upon communities
      And silently slipping away?

                   Are we sleeping, are we waiting?
                   Are we hiding - incubating?

      I think the answers are maturing
      Coming of age and going to school
      Watching t.v. and playing games
      And weaving the worldwide web
      On their parent's computers.