These are just fleeting thoughts from the heartland of the UK's colonial dustbin somewhere beyond the wall of sleep. Odd bits of music and so-called worldly wisdom may creep in from time to time. Don't expect too much and you won't feel let down. As ever AI and old age are to blame. I'll just leave it there ...
Tuesday, November 23, 2021
Subterranean Lyrics
Words, spaces, more words, some words missed out, some misspelled. You can read them backwards, bottom to top, right to left. You may be homesick, you may be blue. It's up to you. If you're young enough to remember the 60s then you're clearly not dead yet.
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