: I sit in judgement on the market square. I have my favourite table and I have my chair. Natives are friendly and the sun flies high. All kinds of crazy
: A week of moments ? a clutch of days ? Ten thousand minutes of a Passion Play. Medley of quavers informs the tune. It?s all too much: over all too
: She dances through the flower-filled room ? Sea-green eyes a-sparking. Or are they blue? The message clear: Seduce the master, winking. Dainty feet
: I get lost in crowds: if I can, I remain invisible to the hungry mouths. I stay unapproachable. I wear the landscape of the urban chameleon. Scarred
: My old black cat passed away this morning He never knew what a hard day was. Woke up late and danced on tin roofs. If questioned ?Why?? ? answered, ?
: A Morris Minor, a cafe noir ? Banana smoothie, snails in a jar. Three dodgy sailors, a girl on skates ? A little too muscled from doing weights.
: I?m thinking free - like the bird flying over, over the animals in the zoo. How do you do? What?s it like to be in there? Think about it. You?re
: (Instrumental)
: A raft of penguins on a frozen sea. Expectant faces look down on me. Shuffle uneasy. The whistler plays. Counting eleven, they begin to pray. Tenuous
: (Bonus track from The Jethro Tull Christmas Album) Got a birthday card at Christmas: it made me think of Jesus Christ. It said, ?I love you? in small
: And do you think you?re Ralitsa Vassileva? You?re just hand-me-down news in a cookie jar. It?s a long way from here to CNN in America and a red-eyed
: Got a birthday card at Christmas: it made me think of Jesus Christ. It said, ?I love you? in small letters. I simply had to read it twice. Wood smoke
: Once in Royal David?s City stood a lowly cattle shed, where a mother laid her baby. You?d do well to remember the things He later said. When you?re
: My hand of thumbs is shaking I am so glad to meet you All tongue-tied and twisted My lips stuck like glue More than a lifetime to say, ?How are you
: Through long December nights we talk in words of rain or snow while you, through chattering teeth, reply and curse as you go. Why not spare a thought
