Transmission -

A predestine grey

The leaves were blooming as they die

The wind had blown the solar gain away

Veiled in a silent dream

Permanent things are forgotten

Inevitably stale and rotten

Testing… one two three

Testing… can you receive

Testing… one two three

Testing… signal received

Funny fantasies are never so real

Old style romances

Gone with the wind

I am waiting to see God on TV

I am waiting for the planets to fall like rain

I am waiting for life to begin

…So cold outside

So warm inside

Blind birds sing loud

Lets go from here…