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  • "Willow's Song" is a ballad by American composer Paul Giovanni for the 1973 film The Wicker Man. It is adapted from a poem by George Peele, part of his play The Old Wives' Tale (printed 1595).

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  • free from dirt or impurities; or having clean habits; "children with clean shining faces"; "clean white shirts"; "clean dishes"; "a spotlessly clean house"; "cats are clean animals"

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  • Remove the innards of (fish or poultry) prior to cooking

  • Make (something or someone) free of dirt, marks, or mess, esp. by washing, wiping, or brushing

  • make clean by removing dirt, filth, or unwanted substances from; "Clean the stove!"; "The dentist cleaned my teeth"

  • A yellow precious metal, the chemical element of atomic number 79, valued esp. for use in jewelry and decoration, and to guarantee the value of currencies

  • amber: a deep yellow color; "an amber light illuminated the room"; "he admired the gold of her hair"

  • An alloy of this

  • coins made of gold

  • A deep lustrous yellow or yellow-brown color

  • made from or covered with gold; "gold coins"; "the gold dome of the Capitol"; "the golden calf"; "gilded icons"

(Christ-of Setoné) A Shepherd Without a Flock, a mystic madness sleeps. No light now to block, this brilliant darkness he keeps.

(Christ-of Setoné) A Shepherd Without a Flock, a mystic madness sleeps. No light now to block, this brilliant darkness he keeps.

You, the shepherd without a flock, and these Internal dialogs and my biological clock, painless deaths beyond the hearing of dogs, under the mole people, bought but not sold, rigermole instead of hyperbole, you dare to be you, dare to never grow old, returner to the hive, bedbugs not ballyhoo, up on studio 55, keeper of the flame broiled, forrestdweller and circus seller, and the not-so well oiled, the cream of the crop dusters, knowing without knowing how, making wood out of paper, a smile but never a bow, beyond the times and the art crimes caper, never knowing what to need but to be, anti-pride in creed and country, spanning the globe, mis-advice on wardrobe, freewheeling and drugless dealing, planning your past, you touch God and never speak again, making it never ever last, doing time in your prime and plenty of divinty until infinity, the zip code of ethics make you sleep, laughter makes you weep, morality you hold but dont keep, hip is for the weak, cool can't touch the geek, you fill no bill, you are your own free will, so old your new, lie to me and I'll say its true, reving it up and giving in to living it down, you are the circus's lost clown, the irrelevance of joy, manipulator of the force, stay gold pony boy, whats right isnt always air tight and clean outta sight, you say, you will stay on the horse, you will stay in the saddle, you will keep on going, keep on hoping, though you know its a losing battle, you accept this, but still, you will not give up the journey into all that cannot last, the road from future to past, you are a being of lies and truth - insight and air, the jewel from your youth, you want all that isnt fair, forget the banks use a sock,
you are the shepherd without a flock.

8/365 - get your happy meal in your happy car

8/365 - get your happy meal in your happy car

There's a lady who's sure all that
glitters is gold.
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
And when she gets there she knows
If the stores are all closed.
With a word she can get what she came for.

There's a sign on the wall
but she wants to be sure.
Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook there's a songbird
who sings.
All of our thoughts are misgiven.

There's a feeling I get when I look
to the west.
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke
through the trees.
And the voices of those who stand looking.

And it's whispered that soon if we all
call the tone.
then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long.
And the forests will echo with laughter.

And it makes me wonder.

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow
don't be alarmed now.
It's just a spring clean for the May-Queen.
Yes there are two patch you can go by.
but in the long run.
There's still time to change the road you're on.

Your head is humming and it won't go - in case you don't know.
The piper's calling you to join him.
dear lady can you hear the wind blow.
And did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.

And as we wind on down the road.
our shadows taller than our soul.
There's walks a lady we all know.
Who shines white light and want's to show.
How everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and ones is all.
To be a rock and not to roll.

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