Here is a bit more Colin.IN SERIED ROWS THE STROWGER STANDS SO COLD,A SILENT WITNESS TO THE DAYS OF OLD,WHEN ONE COULD WALK BETWEEN ITS NOISY CORRIDORS AND TELL,IF ALL WAS PERFECT OR WAS NOT SO WELLALL HUMAN LIFE DID ONCE PASS THROUGH THESE WIRES.A LIVING ENGINE FUELLED BY LIFE'S DESIRES,IN DEAD OF NIGHT ITS HEART IS PULSING STILL IT SEEMS, A SINGLE LONELY CALL WE HEAR PASS THROUGH,LOST IN THE DARKNESS LIKE OUR DREAMSAND SO A LIFETIMES WORK IS BANISHED TO THE SKIPAS IF IT MATTERED NOT TO WHAT SOUL FASHONED IT, PROFIT IS NOW THEIR GOD, THERE IS NO PLACE FOR WE, WHO ONCE BELONGED TO OUR AGE LONG DESTINY,BUT TO BE FAIR LET US NOW SURELY SEE,THAT LIFE CANNOT STAND STILL FOR YOU AND ME,AND THOUGH THESE CHANGES MAKE US FEEL SO SADIF LIFE STILL FLOWS THOUGH OUR NEW HIGHWAYS,WELL MAYBE THAT CANNOT BE SO BAD.Hope you liked that Colin, there is a bit more, but that will be enough for now.
Colin Vaughan ● 6706d