Adonais

what's the colour of memories? a sort of pale yellow, sad white like the veil of a bride, grey like the mists? i see the light, and he says that it never goes out. i see orange, orange crush, like a mad pagan poetry.
i don't like to remember. i just like to recollect. to pick up pieces that are left behind. today i'm recollecting you. so strange and out of date. you talked about radio clash.

This is not free
This is not free Europe
and i became different.




Play it for today
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna
A ticket to ride
belfast -- 3 o' clock in the morning