Battle lines have been drawn,
And forces now amass...

For what reason am I outcast.
Evil and dark? Liar? Or a spinner of truths...

Beneath swirling dark clouds of doubt
Regurgitating the same thoughts and fears...

Hey up Mam!
I know you are not here...

Accreditation is not desired nor sought,
Creative images fade in whisps of memory...

"Where is the the one-man whirlwind"
Floated words in my absence...

What's this? what's this?
There's shiny things all around...

I lay in bed
I see your face...

It's time to jump in the car
It's time to make our tracks...

Come climb aboard and pay your shilling.
Ride this death trap if you are willing...

Oh my god how I was wrong
I thought you were a self obsessed fool...

There is a sound that exits within colour,
Perhaps the colour exists within the sound...