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Sunday morning time
My mind is calmed now
Just rested today as music plays
The radio emitting nothing thoughts
chilled sounds of instruments
Tuned to songs and voices in melancholy talk
Creative mind can awaken now
As a rare creature from its cave
The dangers of crazed crowds
Far away from the this morning
Sunday's best for breakfast time
6 Music BBC just beats away
A Welsh soft voice DJs to start ...
Thursday 26th July 2018 8:35 pm
How an Ode to Glitter Became an Elegy to Ziggy Stardust
Oh Mr. Stardust and I have a mutual love
Copolymer sheets grinded down to miniscule hexagons
Not as glamourous as crushed diamonds
But now availible in an epic array of application methods
My way to freak out in a moonage daydream
It glints and gleams with glimpses of faraway starmen
My mind does a dreamlike disco
A heady intoxication lacking propriety
Have you tasted it? I...
Monday 5th June 2017 1:13 am
There Are No Words?
There Are No Words?
For David Bowie; words by David Bowie; arrangement by RS.
Part I
Didn't know what time it was
the lights were low
News had just come over
Where the fuck did Monday go?
I can hear the nation cry
Where are we now?
Where are we now?
The moment you know
you know
you know
Battle cries and champagne just in time for sunrise
Clutches of sad...
Wednesday 13th January 2016 2:18 pm
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