No place further from reality without narcotics
Location far removed from the concrete mass of home
The grey here is vertical cliff on the mountains
But the vision is green and blue
Whilst my toes tap the beat of the sweet lullaby of song
My torso takes a rest upon the grassy mound
And I relish the saturation of freedom
Felt in natures gift
The local Lake drowns the aches
From the frollocking night before
That were offered by London’s collective talent
Transferred to party more remotely
And the intimacy of here
Is like nowhere there
Beauty beyond expectations