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(Banks, Collins, Gabriel, Hackett, Rutherford)

Archive 1967-75, 1998
The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway, 1974

Rael cannot look away from those eyes, mesmerized
by his own image.
In a quick movement, his consciousness darts from
one face to the
other, then back again, until his presence is no longer
solidly
contained in one or the other. In this fluid state he
observes both
bodies outlined in yellow and the surrounding scenery
melting into
a purple haze. With a sudden rush of energy up both
spinal columns,
their bodies, as well, finally dissolve into the haze.

All this takes place without a single sunset, without a
single bell
ringing and without a single blossom falling from the
sky. Yet it
fills everything with its mysterious intoxicating
presence.
It's over to you.

When its cold, it come slow
it is warm, just watch it grow
- all around me
it is here. it is now.

Just a little bit of it can bring you up or down.
Like the supper it is cooking in your hometown.
it is chicken, it is eggs,
it is in between your legs.
it is walking on the moon,
leaving your cocoon.

it is the jigsaw. it is purple haze.
it never stays in one place, but it's not a passing phase,
it is in the singles bar, in the distance of the face
it is in between the cages, it is always in a space
it is here. it is now.

Any rock can be made to roll
If you've enough of it to pay the toll
it has no home in words or goal

Not even in your favourite hole
it is the hope for the dope
Who rides the horse without a hoof
it is shaken not stirred;
Cocktails on the roof.

When you eat right through it you see everything alive
it is inside spirit, with enough grit to survive
If you think that its pretentious, you've been taken for
a ride.
Look across the mirror sonny, before you choose decide
it is here. it is now
it is Real. it is Rael

'cos it's only knock and knowall, but I like it...

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