Treasures on earth loose their worth
with no destination or plan,
we just keep driving
but never arriving in Safeland.

No seventh day of rest
in the middle of the week
no folding of the hands for a little sleep.
There's only the journey 
and dreams to chase
Searching for Safeland is such a waste.
                                
Safeland's in you. 
Lyrics: Keith Newman -1995-98
Music: Gav Collinge 2000	
Art: Paula (Istra) Novak
Cleaning Out The Garage, 2002 © 
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