Castle stands before you
Great walls of stone
Shielded by the cliffside
and flaming moat
As the moonlight dances in your eyes
Light betrays a thousand lies
Sparks quake up my spine
Theyll never know
Mead soils the floor
Shadows fly by candlelight
You shut the door
Pined for you all night
Theyll never know
Theyll never know
Theyll never know
Into the cold
Treasurer enters
Hate in his hands
He makes his stand
True to the brand
Eureka
I found it! I thought this was a reference by another poet and they thought I was zonkers. Well, most of the time, I am pretty zonkers, but more zonkers than usual. I turned on YouTube - miraculously with my tech skills - and watched several vids - "I guess we should have brought battries." Cool tunes, great playing, and the improvs were nostalgic for me ~allets~
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Yay! I love our music.
Yay! I love our music. Hopefully well get back together after I get out of the hospital (whenever that is).