Ridin' with the wind

In macchina, stamattina, ho ascoltato per due volte di fila, a volume molto alto, "Little wing".
Cazzo, uno dei migliori a-solo di chitarra della storia del rock.
Cazzo.

«Well she's walking through the clouds
with a circus mind that's running round.
Butterflies and zebras
and moonbeams and fairy tales...
That,s all she ever thinks about
riding with the wind.
When I'm sad, she comes to me
with a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
It's alright she says it's alright
take anything you want from me, anything
Anything.
Fly on little wing,
Yeah yeah, yeah, little wing.»

E che encomiabile psichedelia grafica.