Thursday, January 11, 2024

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 274

Today is Thursday, the 11th of January, 2024.


ANDROMEDAMELLAMA...
Do you think I have got a talent for inventing words?

Andromedamellama... Take it as it is. And google... ehm... guess the city...

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"Bromford Sunrise"

The sentinels are watching
As the world begins its day
Memories of battles lost
Have never gone away

Swallow this morning whole
Let light shine upon frozen souls
Chroma hymns can set us free
If we sing in harmony
In the Bromford
Bromford sunrise

The sentinels are watching
As the world closes its eyes
Dreams of a brighter tomorrow
Shines from your sacrifice
You'll never cross the river
If you're scared of getting wet
Your spirit will guide us
To Plaza Italia

Swallow this morning whole
Let light shine upon frozen souls
Chroma hymns can set us free
If we sing in harmony
In the Bromford
Bromford sunrise


Tuesday, January 09, 2024

E arthes …



It's the most wonderful time of the year. Really?

It is the beginning of something new. Is it? I don't think so.

The time of predetermined headlines is over. Nothing but a nut no-one will notice.

Ah, come and let's go on. Let's see what time will bring. We cannot turn back the clock.

Who knows Mother Goose and her French sister Ma Mère l'Oye?

Bromford Bibble is a bad writer.
Bromford Bibble is a bad writer.
Bromford Bibble is a sad writer.

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Today is Tuesday, the 9th of January 2024.



Earthes



Wednesday, January 03, 2024

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 273

Today is Wednesday, the 3rd of January 2024.

The new year is here.

Watch your humps, said the dromedary to the camel.

Still jealous, cousin? asked the camel.

When will the animals take over the world-leadership?

Maybe next year, friend, maybe next year ...

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"Bromford Crawling"

I'll call you up from a phone box
Your light is on it's 3 o' clock
We'll go for a drive with the radio on
And you'll come alive to a forgotten song

Bromford crawling through the sodium glow
Just like lovers again
Slipping between the sheets of dirty rain

Bromford crawling through the sodium glow
Just like lovers again
Slipping between the sheets of dirty rain

Under the cover of the narcotic night
The streaming colours of the traffic lights
The two of us dreading the end
Burning our money in a basement

Bromford crawling through the sodium glow
Just like lovers again
Slipping between the sheets of dirty rain

Sunday morning and I don't want to go
Back to my single bed
To be lying alone out of my head

Don't stop at the lights
There's no one else coming

La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la

Bromford crawling through the sodium glow
Just like lovers again
Slipping between the sheets of dirty rain

Sunday morning and I don't want to go
Back to my single bed
To be lying alone out of my head

La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la