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This is a song lyric: the actual song can be heard here - http://www.myspace.com/moakemusic

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Birds forever sing their distant day dreamer songs; lost amongst it all.

The canyon whistles as the coyote howls; dust etched on the night.

Ovid was an ancient poet. The temple of Janus was closed during times of peace in the Roman Empire.

Cast in green, dancing in time with the air, tall and proud, you command a striking presence; holding together reams of air, swaying to wind..

It was at worlds end as the sun drifted from sight, closing its eye for the cold of night, that you held out your hand, and offered me love, s..

timeless the night seems when staring at pinholeskies - eyes reflect wonder.

In reference to and in memory of Brion Gysin, the forgotten Beat ..

Chilled branches shiver; slowly they reach for their leaves.