inspired by the snow He called her on the telephone Said he’d see her soon It won’t be long Till he’s back home Do do do do do do……….. He couldn’t see where he was going Through the snow Nothing was moving Everything was going…

a tribute to captain beefheart/ don van vliet whilst quietly celebrating my birthday i heard of the good captains passing, so i wrote this in tribute to him. My captain Undercover Underground Off the beaten track Blazing new trails For us to follow…