Pete's Singularity

Singularity
I Can Fly
Depression
Cutty Sark
Soyuz II
Shuttle
Quasar
Video
Paths of Glory
King John's Walk
Winner
Absent Friends
Night Shift
Kiwi
Buzz Off
Camping
Southend On Sea
Lydiard
Ashdown Forest
Sunday
Tiger
South Atlantic '82
Summer Solstice
Quartz
Autumn
Winter Solstice
Christmas
Calendar Girl
Garden City
Gales Imminent
Halloween
Counting The Cost
Dearly Departed
Time To Go
All God's Children
The Spinning Gateway
Country Cousins
Thirty Days ...
In this land of steam and stones
Where green wears down to white,
Where Ancient Man shaped rocks and land
And now, iron, the tracks to bite,
Where horses both of steel and chalk
Rule the way of living,
Our shiny steeds keep us close
In mutual pleasure giving.

For one bright coin the Wayland Smith
Would shot a ghostly horse,
For one kind word it now would help
A broken soul on course,
For one great shout on Temple Top
Would renew the magnetic force
Of Mother Earth,
Of magic myth,
And make us all as one,
The animals, the trees, the stones,
The stars, the moon, the sun.

BRIDGES of SWINDON