Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)


Spinning Light

I’ll go through life searchin’
Tryin’ to find the one
I’d go slip, slip, you’d
go slip, slip away
— Love, A Message to Pretty

Wasp Black & Yellow

Court martial, court martial, then quickly was got
And the sentence passed upon me, that I was to be shot
May the Lord have mercy on them for their sad cruelty
For now the Queen’s duty lies heavy on me
— Fairport Convention, The Deserter