Written on the back of a bus ticket by Adam Parry

The bus, over the bumps in the road
flirts with the countryside
as it pauses and it passes
winks at a tree,
grins at the rabbits in their field,
waves goodbye to disinterested horses at the far edge of green
where the river bends
as smoke bends away from fire.
The bus, over bumps, drives on without a backward glance.

Silent Spring by Adam Parry

Oh eyes so blue I came to think of you
No natural answers to your calls
I'm far to busy climbing walls.
Oh eyes so blue, there's nothing quite so true. And I
behind the trenches of my enemies
I fight with only my helpless heart
I drowned the foe in unnumbered tears.
I'm always ready for the revolution to start.
Some days I feel if I only forget my fears
I'll see your oh so blue blue eyes again
and again, they close so sleepy now
sweet blue as dreams abound.
Daddy has gone to face the bogey man
you'll never, ever know.