Back in 1975 when I was but a lad and we moved down to live in a small English village. I had an old Philips mono cassette recorder of the piano key variety. The two bought tapes that I remember owning were Genesis - Live and Pink Floyd - Relics. I used to wander about the local ancient churchyard and common meadow, listening to Relics on a little mono earphone. The summer of 1975 was one of those idyllic mid-Seventies summers. It was hot, it was sunny, it was dry and it lasted months.
In a churchyard by a river,
Lazing in the haze of midday,
Laughing in the grasses and the graze.
Yellow bird, you are not lonely
In singing and in flying on,
In laughing and in leaving.
Willow weeping in the water,
Waving to the river daughters,
Swaying in the ripples and the reeds.
On a trip to Cirrus Minor,
Saw a crater in the sun
A thousand miles of moonlight later.
When you're in your mid-teens, suddenly transported into an entirely new and pleasant environment, you need no extra drugs.
I was as high as I could be,
When I was in my teens
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