Gone Fishing - Chris Rea

I'm gone fishing
I got me a line
Nothing I do is gonna make the difference
So I'm taking the time

And you ain't never gonna be happy
Anyhow, anyway
So I'm gone fishing
And I'm going today

I'm gone fishing
Sounds crazy I know
I know nothing about fishing
But just watch me go

And when my time has come
I will look back and see
Peace on the shoreline
That could have been me

You can waste a whole lifetime
Trying to be
What you think is expected of you
But you'll never be free

May as well go fishing

Happy times

UK CAROL

IMAGINE

Bishops Green - Cat on fence

Crazy Lady

Road through the woods

Two road diverged in the woods - which way was home?

Lizard Constellation

Life on the internet

Gogo In The Garden - by Edie Raw

Home From Home

something

Abstract

For YOU

once upon a time

Once

There was so much promise. 

Once

For a future that lay ahead. 

Once

As I lay my head on you 

As we lay 

Once 

the love burned 

with a fire that could give birth.

The flowers would have grown

The children would have known

A completeness never felt before.

Painting and wording, drinking coffee through the night.

Picnics for a lark. Playing sparklers in the dark.

Like happy gypsies singing and prancing through the forests:

But we hit a turn in the road.

You began to goad and load us 

with your

mistrust of all things good and pure.

The distance grew further

the time got shorter

the flame spluttered

and died.

I cried

You sighed

You denied the existence of love.

Anarchy rules what a bunch of fools. Can't they see or is it only me

Or is it only you

Once we were one

But now we are two

So blue so true

We fell apart without the glue

Of trust and love.

From a galaxy far far away

Once Again

There was so much promise. 

Once

For a future that lay ahead. 

Once

As I lay my head on you 

As we lay on the bed

Once 

the love burned 

with a fire that could give birth.

The flowers would have grown

The children would have known

A completeness never felt before.

Painting and wording, drinking coffee through the night.

Picnics for a lark. Playing sparklers in the dark.

Like happy gypsies singing and prancing through the forests:

But we hit a turn in the road.

You began to goad and load us 

with your

mistrust of all things good and pure.

The distance grew further

the time got shorter

the flame spluttered

and died.

I cried

You sighed

You denied the existence of love.

Anarchy rules what a bunch of fools. Can't they see or is it only me

Or is it only you

Once we were one

But now we are two

So blue so true

We fell apart without the glue

Of trust and love.

From a galaxy far far away

Better one