Lava tube

[Doug Thompson]

Lava tube
Born in a raging inferno, where torture and torment were rife
I can see the scars of creation, where this passage I walk, came to life

And to walk inside a volcano, in this special magnificent place
It’s a joy to behold liquid rock, frozen in time and space

I imagine the sounds of eruption, the roar of a mountain enraged
Where boulders were floating in lava, where the power of the earth was uncaged

And now so tranquil and silent, a labyrinth of dreams to explore
In a fossilized moment in time, a record of what went before

But dare I look to the future, when the mountain spews fire again
And these tunnels will flow with liquid again, and the sky will host molten rain

[Ian A]

When back from his holidays in Spain,
I asked Doug over and over in vain …

What was it like, I enquired
As under volcanos I aspired

But Doug talked about booze instead
As it had clearly gone right to his head

“All I could drink was wine
Because it was only 55cents a time!”


(That’s the account I got lol)  

[Doug Thompson]

HaHa love it,