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Millions Of Things


Nicholas Crane, Simon Goff, Katie Melua


Can you see that line, the horizon line, 
where the limit is, and can it relax you?
Or is this a space of unsettling rest
I thought if it’s the edge, going right to the edge

will show us everything we wanna see
million things have happened
and are layered sheaf by sheaf
why are stories told with one life
millions of things have happened to a writer
listening is see-through and lighter

When I read about Sea thrift and Sedge
saline marshes and moisteners
from a page about land shifts
and years began to spread in living green
it was a language that would make an internal screen

When I read about the Sea thrift and Sedge
saline marshes and moisteners
when I read about it I could see it in living green
Nick Crane on the shift of England’s land
flood plain pricked with meadowsweet
blood drains of great burnet
and blood drains of great and pink tongue

Was never into forming lands
never into history of that kind
but the way he used the words
pictures that he shared
pictures that he saw across millions of years

Nick Crane speaks of Doggerland
that undulating plane
the link between an island
and another vast space

Then I’ve seen it all of my life
I have, but it wasn’t named
till the painter saw
I could see it all so clearly 

When I read about Sea thrift and Sedge
saline marshes and moisteners
began to spread in living green mats
I was lucky to see the light of a language
I was 8 walking home from school
and it blew my mind in a beautiful…

Sea thrift and Sedge
saline marshes and moisteners
began to spread in livid green
though I knew not what I’d seen

Records, train tracks, parallel lines
for the beauty of your concentration
one voice at one time

Records, train tracks, parallel lines
for the beauty of your concentration
one voice at one time

Records, train tracks, parallel lines
for the beauty of your concentration
one voice at one time

Records, train tracks, parallel lines
for the beauty of your concentration
one voice at one time

Records, train tracks, parallel lines
for the beauty of your concentration
one voice at one time
one voice at one time