Hitch hiked from Wales in search of freedom,
Took some magical substances, still echoing
Had no tent, but strangers rescued me,
I recovered and climbed Glastonbury Tor
Spiritual place of myth and sacredness..
Inhaled more magic, think I hugged a tree
Felt the presence of ancient consciousness.,
An awesome atmospheric sense of wonder
Spiraling high, on this hill my mind soared,
Lost my gift for speech, but passed on a smoke
Left my footprints,wandered back to Avalon,
Managed to catch the Levellers, and the Prodigy
Felt kindness that I'd never felt before,
Restored my spirit, before returning to Babylon
Maybe I was dreaming, but felt love in a thousand eyes.
Left my footprints,wandered back to Avalon,
Managed to catch the Levellers, and the Prodigy
Felt kindness that I'd never felt before,
Restored my spirit, before returning to Babylon
Maybe I was dreaming, but felt love in a thousand eyes.
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