syds_opel ass facely OPEL On a distant shore, miles from land stands the ebony totem in ebony sand a dream in a mist of gray... on a far distant shore... The pebble that stood alone and driftwood lies half buried warm shallow waters sweep shells so the cockles shine... A bare winding carcass, stark shimmers as flies scoop up meat, an empty way... dry tears... crisp flax squeaks tall reeds make a circle of gray in a summer way, around man stood on ground... I'm trying I'm trying to find you! To find you I'm living, I'm giving, To find you, To find you, I'm living, I'm living, I'm trying, I'm giving 001208 ... amy one of the goddesses that's a nice song, mr.facely. 001208 ... sincere goddess and, to be perfectly clear about it, i mean that, even while i am criticizing other stuff. i've never actually heard the song. 001208 ... ass facely i'm glad you enjoyed those words. i like them too.it's on an album called "opel" by a person named syd barrett. 001208 ... ass facely oh. and also i gotts ta say.... "hello goddess".... 001208 what's it to you? who go blather from