Big Ben is chiming.
I came up too fast the bells ring,
It recoiled.
I didn’t realise it was as simple as
Hello.
The inconceivable is conceivable.
And how could they know how many times I’ve turned
How many chimes have been sent with no such answer.
Hello.
And it realises,
The chiming changes shape,
You’re so far away you’re so young what are you where are how are you.
Someone or someones
Ringing from within the old tower
Not the oldest by far,
Oh I know.
I don’t know if we’ll ever make it,
But you should come visit,
We have grass and it’s green.
We have oceans that seem blue.
The sky is blue too.
They know our star now.
It’s beautiful here,
By the way,
So are you.
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