I often used to browse a second-hand record shop in West Street, Farnham. One afternoon I found the "Smells Like Truth" album on the discounted shelf and was captivated by its cover. As this track shows, the music didn't disappoint once I'd handed over my quid and got it home. "Arms of a Dream" is still a haunting track.
On the cliff path a man with a green head walks past. He’s carrying a
Grandfather Clock under one arm. I follow him down to the bay.He joins
dozens of othe...
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