Poem of the week:
"Home To You" by Otis Mace
(lyrics to track #1 from "Two Black Cats EP" on POWERTOOL RECORDS)
Not a Basque with a bomb
Not a serial garroter
Not a charismatic evangelist
Not the ghost of Christmas past
Could keep me from your side
Could sway me from your ride
Or make me break my stride
As I'm walking home to you
No floods of tears
No burning wooden bridges
No twelve car pileups
On the motorway
No giant seven meter waves
In the straight, could make me late
Or make me hesitate
Or make me break a date
As I'm walking home to you
It's such a simple thing
Just the one foot in front of the other
Sweet, sweet progress
Towards your caress.
Not a bask in the sun
Not a serious discussion
Not a Casablanca sunset
Not a Mona Lisa smile
Could keep me from your side
Could sway me from your ride
Or make me break my stride
Or doubt what's deep inside
As I'm walking home to you





I was inclined to tell the Jim Wilson story to a fellow juicer recently, This guy is an inspiring character and I see his inpirees all over the place. That he is returning to NZ is a great benefit to the nation.
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