and dreams they are, just castles in the air...
Did the Phoenix dream? Could it? Does it? Dreams of sweet nothings? Nightmares? The emerald green of paddy fields transforming to crimson walls of fire?
Wake up poet.
The times - they aren't a'changin, this world is largely fake...
25 Mar 2005
Canaries and Coal Mines
Canary Islands - calls for a musical holiday ? Or a trip under Her Majesty's meadows to hear her song birds ?