September 26 1991...very early morning, some past
Rainbow Haven, Puxley, England
Once upon an age and time, a soul was split in two
It did not seem to realise, but deep inside it knew
So all alone it seemed to be, the two halves each looked whole
Yet somewhere in the mists of time, it knew there was a home
Down through the space continuum, it hankered for its nest
The place it knew where it was safe, a haven from the rest
Through countless lives, through aeons past, still searching all the time
It put on masks for self-defence, a cosmic joke sublime
As time went on, the memory ,of when the soul was one
Receded and became weighed down, in bullshit by the ton
It wandered, ever questioning, still searching here and there
It looked upon the Earth, in Space, it looked most everywhere
On through the vast millennia, each half felt more alone
Until each thought, 'Enough’s enough!' And built itself two homes
The walls it built were strong and tough, the thickness of the walls
Were quite beyond imaginings, to keep it safe from hawks
So different had the halves become, at least the outer fence
It kept at bay the massing hordes, impregnable defence
So safe it thought, encrusted in, the bars and chains and rings
The wire mesh, the sturdy walls, secure defensive things
It settled down within its walls, each feathered its own vault
Still searching for its other half, though cut and scarred by hawks
It searched and cried continually, peeked out from deep within
Then scurried back much deeper now, its hope was growing dim
By now each half was well secured, within its granite block
Somewhere they knew, each had a key,that would bypass the locks
Each ventured out beyond their gate, in masks they were disguised
The one thing that they couldn’t mask, was pain behind their eyes
But then, without a by your leave, no sign was seen, or heard
No ringing bells, or any clue, no message, nor a word
Each chanced upon its missing half, at first they did not see
In fact they did, but actually, they couldn’t quite believe
They played, they walked, they danced and laughed, they flew through galaxies
They ate, they talked and reached the heights beyond eternity
Because they’d searched for centuries, had almost given up
They still retreated to their vaults, put down their loving cup
Then out they came in search of each, they found they were not two
Yet still the scars and cuts of hawks, obscured their actual view
The vaults that they had built themselves, whilst not the perfect plot
Would stop them running scared outside, where it could get too hot
Maybe another space and time the soul that split in two
Will re-unite and make each whole my Lady me and you
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