A Tune For Nowhere

She wonders if the flags are waving still She likes to see their colors on the hill Almost like a rainbow over all of this She will fly the flag of nowhere Hidden with the ribbons in her hair Anywhere she goes, she knows it's always there Never far away from nowhere Nowhere is a place inside her head Though she is not its only citizen No one knows how many souls there may remain Carrying a torch for nowhere Nowhere doesn't have a government No one can decide how far it may extend She will not surrender nowhere So, she is learning how to play the flute Just because she always wanted to She practices her lessons every afternoon Up and down the scales of nowhere Stumbling across Au Claire de Lune Hour after hour in her basement room Making up a tune for nowhere --- A Tune for Nowhere - Richard Shindell