just then the phone rang ....

See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water.
And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees
Laughing as it passes through the endless summer
Making for the sea.

how long has it been since I saw the kingfishers
leaning out of the open train door
faces smudged with excitement
feel the wind shout "hey! welcome back again"
on the way to home again, no more being 'good' no more
late nights, love affairs, food boose and rock and roll

In the lazy water meadow I lay me down.
All around me golden sun flakes settle on the ground.
Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon
Bringing sounds of yesterday into this city room.

lazy summer afternoons
after school at the alipore house
chilled sweets and reading in the sun in the tennis court
tolly afternoons, smell of horses & chlorine
the known unscary world where all the parents r a little wild and bad

Following the path as it leads toward
The darkness in the north
Weary stranger's faces show their sympathy
They've seen that hope before

thought there was so much ahead
thought there was so much to win
thought there was so much i was destined for
all alone, by myself, jealous, possesive, as always
of every thought, every shade, every nuance of the ego
every book i loved, every song and cried with, every lofty dream lusted after

And if you want to stay for a little bit
Rest your aching limbs for a little bit
For you the night is beckoning
And now you can't delay
You hear the night birds calling you
But you can't catch the words they say
And you must you realize be on your way

do u ever feel tired? do u ever feel like the road is too long
do u ever feel like a beginning swimmer
splashing splashing and thrashing in the water
when u open ur eyes ur an inch away, and everyones dissapeared into the distance

Throw your thoughts back many years
To the time when love was life with every morning
Perhaps a day will come when the match for me the curlers past warning

i like it here. but it gets lonely at times. after all i dont know a soul here with whom I dont have to pretend with whom u dont have to be careful not to shock. the patent curiousity and "forever sharing" and the usandthem that we perpetrated and upheld. anyone who'll have a clue what the fuck im talking about if i just let loose. i feel at times like a deep sea driver. my lungs are bursting and i need to come up for a breath. desperately seeking i grope out in the dark. if i dont find one of my own, perhaps ill die then. spoke to chatts this weekend. im good for a while again.there are four people in this world - chatts, sauce, buro, ad. its not that i love them - its not that im close to them - we barely keep in touch - but if i dont get one of them to touch across the miles once in a while, ill die - like a fish out of water. u need to let the mask down every once in a while.

the lunatic is in my head

ummagamma and dark side. barrett, waters