There in the curtains, behind the spyglass,
beneath the smoke rings that loom round her head.
She flows like fountains, disturbing silence,
like a black spider in crystal bead web.
I feel her spirit pouring on me in my chambers all ominous red.
I see her demons in the shadows in their masses all crouched round my head.
The forest phantom, consuming fire glow,
arms all stretched out in the fields of the sun.
You conjure faeries, through leaf and berries
and they appear in the meadow flies hum.
We saw the shadow ones come down from crystal mountain in the roar of the day.
Emanate through thorny vine, the ugly little people shine their eyes through the haze.
Starboard nine the floating eyes, blanket the sun.
A true hidden treasure of a song writer. This gent has been capturing songs in demo form on old tape recorders since the 80s. . . and he's still capturing his magic sounds in his secret basement. Damien Youth
An amazing album by The Greek Theatre with a blend of soft Psychedelic sounds combining a little Progressive rock, and soft New Age / Dream Pop vocals. This is Excellent music by an excellent band! Reminds of mid to late 60’s psychedelic, soft psychedelic rock with a touch of 70 progressive rock, and current Dream Pop vocals. (5 out of 5 stars) ~ Stewart Brennan, World United Music Stewart Brennan