Weekend Reflections: The sun has fallen into the village pond

Early morning at George VI Pool in Altrincham.

The photo reminded me of some lyrics I wrote many a decade ago:

"There's a hole in the sky

The sun has fallen into the village pond.

There's a change on the cards

Today won't stay silent for very long

A collection of voices, across the airwaves

All suggesting how this space behaves

You’re wearing your voice inside out, your clothes are loud,

But must they shout?
Who’ll be the next to tell me what it’s all about?

I’ve got a book full of lies to end each song
But when I turn to the back, the answer’s gone.

To blame it on insanity’s insane

Don’t look at me because we’re all to blame..."

It came about through a combination of the Chicken Licken children's tale, the green movement's campaigning to do something about the hole in the ozone layer, and the usual youthful angst of feeling trapped and unloved. 

We recorded the song with the title of The Troubled Dreamer. The London band I was in at the time were called Ochre Oasis. The famous Mancunian band with the shorter name of Oasis were still in short trousers way back then...

Taking part with other Weekend Reflections from around the world.