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Haunts Of Ancient Peace

The words we do not need to speak ... Close your eyes.  Be still ...

Summertime In England

It ain't why ... Pastoral delight, romantic poets, high in the art of suffering with Mahalia Jackson coming through the ether.  Smoking up in Kendal and ridin' down by Avalon. And Jesus walking ... It ain't why ... why ... why ... Shhhh ... Can you feel the light? Can you feel the silence? It just is.