Yippee Calloo Callay!

You have reached the foot hill of the mountains.
You are most welcome
More than worthy
.

Wednesday 19 January 2011

Acorns.

Acorns

Theres a gypsy
never where
ping
from waking
whirr king
walk in in in
in dreams
whoah
king whoa king
a walking
fool on the foot of a moon tine

horses moons stars
cowboys
hats
ride natty ride
chariots
swirling colours
earth
sea sky
golden rivers
float by
out the ice
fire melting
aztec temples
smokey faces
stampede
bebop
space
travler
time explorer
rasta
hitch hiker
galaxy
hero balance
zero the
harmony
shadow
dancer
midnight raver
riding
icy
mission on
survivor
whatever
they say about games
dready
rider
myst sticks
mysterious
fortune
no fear
the fight against rasta
in a world built on confusion
natty got the
magic object
a fire
burning all the gold
pyramids in temples
cowboy
no water
no rain
the fire
yattioh yattioh
ey yo ho ho
massive fire
in the city
the aztec cities
natty cowboy mission whey
people
on beach
speech
too late
well that cosmic natty dread
has got on his horse to ride on again
see you later aztecs
kaboom!

Allah whoostah ooo

Nuts and berries beautifull day i wonder if ooh de lally in the garden there is an acorn singing just for you to the trees, the night, and the day

heya sun smile heya moon shine
winters dance to springs climb
spinning colours
autumns peace
floating rivers
moving leafs
to summer
skies
all the colours
dark to light
drinking sinking
ying yang tines
youve got the sweetest effect on me
life signs
rainbows
back to life
i can breath air
moon safaris
jungle buddies
talking with the raver
bmf
aint no nationalastic party
flock togethor
one tribe earth people
bezzy mates forever

you gave me the sweetest disease
now i can breathe
walking soon to
the safari
in the moon
sinking
into the seas
tranquility
were fishing
dreams

releasing the stars from our nets made of time aint no true soulfisher who would use a rod an line ,what we do is lightly touch fish to trout trout to fisher, gently tickling rainbows sister brother brother sister, we dont want to be catchers in the rye, we want every bird to freely fly

yippee caloo callay

a maylo honolo

theres a spy glass in the city
that slides to the country
back to nature
out of the window
in the hills
would you pick up
such a spy glass
if you had a choice
would you pick it up
quickly moving on
following business
loving the people
cyrstal balls
looking inside to see
or rather than the
glasses soothfull eye
would you rather
smash the mirror
into good luck
burning the city
into the country
suss
believe

yes yes mate mate you give me something i can taste
its story creation
i was writing words of inspiration
on a wave
feeling heavy
this is great
thank you
and rainbows for your magic love potion
you soothe my weight
on a way
on a wave
start a wave
a way
chemical sisters
chemical brothers
peace and love
living of off air
sharing breathe
with trees
in and out
like the tides of the sea
sea seas

have an wonderfilled day of adventure
or creation
or cosey slumber
or all three
plant a house
build a tree

hooray
yippee
yappee
wha hoo

follow the pole
what pole
glastonbury
somerset
somerset
somerset
whoah

who will be at the gypsy fight
of old john fa
ole john fa
of doon dun bar
if
we call the circle
call the circle
call the circle
in glastonbury

bee yaka yaka yah

funny news
new
true
two
my birthdays
this saturday
in janurary
im reborn
by the power of text
im a
capricorn

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