"Play it again oh play it again."
Jimmy- jimmy started on the bike and the old magic left his legs through a strange string that illumined the godly plate. Two metal mouths began to sing. Kate-kate - daughter of Kate with the ravaged face - took up the words in her bird melodies whilst the rag tags clicked their fingers:
"Life is old there,
Older than the trees
Younger than the mountains
Blowin' like a breeze "
