about a mixed up kid... My aeroplane mind and the autumn balloonist float beyond the pond for the moon, whilst channel surfing for flowers and stars - it's Saturn's groove that she sees me sleeping! Switchback, maybe it's my eyes that she sees in the enchanted cathedral. She's got flower power anywhere and nowhere in particular like a mixed up kid, far beyond the west of me. This information arrives from dreams - wild and serene! The moon over Echo Lake echoes a touch of body and soul longing for light.