The family home is empty... This is the rebel base. The place that you can always come to. Being alone can be good for a day or two. Then...

Time is not a line but a dimension, wrote Margaret Atwood. Memories. Memories and time fold back on each other. Themes. Places. People....

Part 1   You were good once... An example...   But times change... And the clock ticks...   And you either die the hero... Or live long...

The sun rises in the West And sets in the East He rides into the sunset And it all comes out Across a continent Armour off. The voices of...

ARP – The death of the dream   To add insult to injury - Aintree Retail Park is owned by the Crown. These things seem based on the car...

Oh wait... I didn't want this a few weeks ago... Although a part of me did... And now you are coming... The leaves are crisp and brown......

Locked in…   Looking out…   Abandoned by love…   And well-intentioned liberals…     In hidden rooms created by people other than me…  ...

In the mist of time…   Trees move away in the distance…   Getting fainter…   A still and silent world of beauty….     Green giving to...

I do not know this place...   It seems like a dream somehow...a memory maybe...   It smells of holidays in my youth...   Roads are...

Love is when a day is like a dream with no time... But as real as the pain of heartbreak...   Love is when someone climbs a mountain to...

I dunno…   But I want to see the North…   I want to see the snow...   I want to feel the cold on my face and see the stars high in the...

Attack Ships On Fire/The Setting Sun of Life   I have seen things you would not believe...   I have seen the sun setting beyond thick...

I have heard you in the wind… And I have seen you from afar… You are going places… Clad in the coolest clothes… And living a life of...

I gather… I gather my thoughts… And gather my ideas… I gather my things… And I gather you are lost. I smile in the night… Like a candle...