Its so long ago now, my memory of… The air was cold; the mist was lyi… And then there stood before me, wi… And man in chains, weeping and bro… At first I feared this ghostly si…
Despite the grey skies overhead Despite the rain, falling like lea… Despite the rivers broken bank And the trouble from within I still can hear those songs I lo…
Yesterday is gone, yet this day re… There is no choice for fateful way… When worlds were stopped, inertia… Forward thrown, unsteady days, ric… Now more than hundreds past, but s…
In those days when our hearts were… Nothing could change that strange… Our dreams were steadfast, it’s wh… The future was clear it would see… In those days when our hearts were…
Great sheets of unclean glass marc… Concrete panels and massive blocks… Angular, rising, this monumental t… Of others just like this, nothing… Rough, unfinished is its look, mat…
My love now she is leaving And the day is getting dark The night-time moon’s appearing Hear the last song of the lark The evening’s silence deepens
Confused my mind in a circle runs, The time to come is yet undone. With nervous brow to take the crop… Of thoughts that might one day com… To pass a point, engage this place…
At the gates of corporate power a… He has built an empire with just s… His masters robed in red with gold… Take all that they can take, leavi… He now stands upon the barren shor…
There’s nothing around here to bel… And I’m always feeling scared There’s not much for me to breath… Except all this stale air What can I find here to care for?
Wasted oceans journey long in mise… The slaves of this new world commo… In decks below to fortune chained… For the reaching hands of merchant… A shattered restless journey cryin…
Behind the face, the clown Therein lies a broken heart The mask portrays better days But life for him was down Inside every clown
My mother and my brother, it seems, are staying at a nursing home On Easington Green. I am on my way to visit them, when in a crowd of people I am seen. These are not ‘Friends’ but wi...
The news today is rather sad, like… It seems that only bad news makes… There are no more sages, and the w… In the middle of all of this, we w… Should we bother about any of it,…
Many a good soul hath said to me t… That they have learned from a ‘les… So why then after the time ‘allowe… To them I say,” to suffer is to k… If they ‘knew’, it would be a ‘dif…
A roadside post with bouquet of fl… The message is clear, a life lost… That moment only known to one, That day, that hour, when the dark… Days gone by and the dust is flyin…