Felona
(P. Hammill)

The people of Felona are happy as can be.
Every day's a holiday with wine and levity...
Nothing really matters except their daily meal,
and they are taken care of by the soap balls in the fields.

Living in round houses, the music of the spheres,
permeates their beings and echoes in their ears...
Nothing really matters except to be alive,
and that is taken care of by the soap balls from the sky...

The house - spheres are so mobile powered by the wind,
they move without discomfort to the families within.
Moving as the wind blows over hill and vale,
bouncing through the countryside like elastic whales!

And finally when evening comes and the winds die down,
the spheres are left as villages and new neighbours are found...
The wind creates communities tomorrow they'll be gone,
but the people just make holiday and join in happy songs.


© 1973 Peter Hammill