Avalon fields.

The tents and flags are up,

all the dreams,

have made a cup,

the dancing teams.

Stormzy down the fences,

play free music all night,

invite the travellers back,

naught do you lack.

A city with no beggars;

aceed aceed,

all the dice a tumbling.

~

Image. Glastonbury festival 1987.

In loving memory of Mick Farren.