Apocalypse

A band of brothers
And sisters two
Soulful
sentients
A family who
Drawn from the earth
With organic might
True to themselves
Brought on by light
A force of voice
Where breath creates
The didge of Termite sculpting fame
Drawn from the earth
Its mindful stuff
Out back energy
It’s a puff
Of genius, thats what they be
Guitars keyboards
All Flowingly
Soporific scintillating
Magical and all creating
Sounds suggestive of a time
When story books were writ in rhyme.

And out there yonder
St Michael’s Tower
Upon the great TOR
Feel that power
St Edmond’s Hall
A leafy glade
Where Apocalypse’s muse
Is made
Where genius hovers
And comes to be
Worked with love
Extraordinary

Glastonbury’s historic gaze
It’s leafy hollows
Act to phase
Liberating freedom based
Listen carefully you can taste
Exotica and magic too
Spellbinding classics
Good and true

An ensemble of the gifted souls
Bound with glory
Their amazing roles
Musicians with amazing care
Come together their hearts to share
Music just amazing live
Charged with energy overdrive
A band of brothers and sisters too
Who come together and dreams come true