I am procrastinating. And listening to Josh Groban again (he's been in the box for a few months now it might be safe to take him out). But i haven't watched series 8 of red dwarf yet so i've been a very good girl :) but i've watched another 6 strong bad emails so maybe i haven't been such a good girl...
Now playing -- The Lark Ascending -- Ralph Vaughan-Williams
(since this one's instrumental here's a the poem it's allegedly based on... either way it's a cool poem)
He rises and begins to round,
He drops the silver chain of sound,
Of many links without a break,
In chirrup, whistle, slur and shake.
For singing till his heaven fills,
‘Tis love of earth that he instils,
And ever winging up and up,
Our valley is his golden cup
And he the wine which overflows
to lift us with him as he goes.
Till lost on his aerial rings
In light, and then the fancy sings.
- George Meredith
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