Computers in the Park - Inga Rumpf

Walked down through the park today

let a fresh breeze in my brain

tried to get away these thoughts

that life is in so vain

Oh, it seems so long

till the day I die

sixty years or even more

from the day of my first cry

When I strolled down through the park

the last one in town

many blankets on the grass

in the heat of the sun

but what is going on out here

what do I see

this is no flesh and blood

and this ain’t no fantasy

Computers in the park

under sunny beams

computers making love

dreaming solar dreams

Walked down through the park today…