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Fields of gold
Contributed by
quarryking
on
Tuesday, 17th April 2007 @ 03:38:49 PM in AEST
Topic:
Nostalgic
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Fields of gold
We’d start with that song
That haunting water hordes still makes my hair stand on end
8 floors up, glass all around you
Light bouncing off the waters
The warm humid air of the city
Work the knobs until you feel the balance
The groove sets in, the tightness undescribeable
People looked with sceptism
The sounds emanates from the drivers and fill the venue
An all encompassing sound, that words fail to fully describe
My soul cherishes those moments
Bringing me a warmth & a comfort on many a lonely day
Memories flash thru my mind
My heart longs to bring back those days
Those days of simplicity
When music was satisfaction
Copyright ©
quarryking
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2007-04-17 15:38:49] (Date/Time posted on
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