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 Listen to the music sent from the ether

Conjuring tunes that soar in the metre

Some that beat to the drum

Some with tunes  you want to hum

Some with lines that make you weep

Some with lines you want to keep

Some with lines that pierce the heart

Some with  lines  that make you laugh

All are now upon the ear 

with the words you want to hear

Repeat the ones  you love the best

Listen sometimes to all the rest

Songs and tunes that measure time

Of far off past , and there’s a line

That triggers a memory so strong

That it doesn’t seem to be that long

Since the tune was in your arms

Since the tune was in your head

Evoking memories of sometime past 

Evoking memories of a bed 

Jimi’s still drifting, Rorys in a bay

Plant has just slipped away to grey 

My minds gone, Kelly’s just a week away 

and I’m Lost with Chris,  in smoggy L.A.