Timid Frieda, will they greet her?   On the street where young strangers travel   On magic carpets   Floating lightly in beaded caravans      Who can know if they will free her   On the street where she comes to join them   There she goes with her valises   Held so tightly in her hands      Timid Frieda, will life seize her?   On the street where the new dreams gather   Like fearless robins, joined together   In high-flying bands      She feels taller, troubles smaller   On the street where she's lost in wonder   There she goes with her valises   Held so tightly in her hands      Timid Frieda, won't return now   To the home where they do not need her   But always feed her little lessons   And platitudes from cans      She is free now, she will be now   On the street where the beat's electric   There she goes with her valises   Held so tightly in her hands      Timid Frieda, will they lead her?   On the street where the cops all perish   For they can't break her and she can take her   Brave new fuck you stand      Yet she's frightened, her senses heightened   On the street where the darkness brightens   There she goes with her valises   Held so tightly in her hands      Timid Frieda, if you see her   On the street where the future gathers   Just let her be her, let her play in   The broken times of sand      There she goes now, down the sidewalk   On the street where the world is bursting   There she goes with her valises   Held so tightly in her hands