martes, 26 de mayo de 2009


I walked across an empty land


I knew the pathway like the back of my hand


I felt the earth beneath my feet



Sat by the river and it made me complete


Oh simple thing where have you gone


I'm getting old and I need something to rely on


So tell me when you're gonna let me in




I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

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I do have utopian fantasies. A lot of them are more - I wouldn't say spiritual, but they relate more to the imagination and the individual. But for me socialism is a way of trying to put far-fetched ideas into everyday use, trying to find a way to bridge the gap between that fantasy and reality, and reaching out across that gap to the people who can actually do something to make the change.