There’s always something random, surreal even, to be seen if you keep your eyes open. I got up at silly o’clock yesterday to go the cinema to catch the new Star Wars movie. The older, large bloke behind me in the queue to buy tickets got himself a triple scoop strawberry ice cream cone…really! It was 7.30am. I got to wondering how he’d cope with it when the lights went out in the cinema. I needn’t have worried, he scoffed it in just the two major chomps on the way to the screening. Impressive in an unimpressive way. It reminded me that I’d forgotten to eat any breakfast, but I passed on the idea of ‘Ice Cream at Dawn’. Also yesterday, I found my rubbish handwritten notes of some ‘maybe lyric’ words I’d forgotten I wrote. It’s something I wrote two summers ago. I never did get around to a title.
There’s a carnival in the square tonight
Fireworks, a carousel
Clowns, a helter-skelter
A street market where the tortured buy and sell
From the window of a high-rise
We can watch the world go by
And from within our secret hideaway
We’ll watch a tired sun die
We can make up stories
Of what’s going down in the street
The punches and the kisses
The high-flown and deadbeat
Rest with me a minute
Watch the scene unfold
Stay a while, I’ll prove to you
All that’s precious isn’t gold
And all along the riverside
Where the lost and beaten lay
The flap of wings disturbs the quiet
Of the moon and stars at play
Time for some music. Here’s a song, All Winter Long, from my newly released album, ‘Rainbows End’. This one starts out acoustic then builds itself a whole new platform. I hope you like it;
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George Blamey-Steeden 