I got lost inside a stream

Stacia Blake´s work, one of what I like.
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Those times are backing to my mind, now.

She speaks to me in a language ...

Now all the wives were widows.
Now, all the mortar was glass.
And all the evils doubled
And all the pleasures had
And all the men were heroes
And the horses were made of stone.
A million miles of welcome
But nobody ever come home,
speaks of poets by Deke Leonard (The Black Gates Of Death, 1973-74) from the album Kamikaze.

The next track on this album is so fine an instrumental, Stacia.
I think both of songs, The Black Gates Of Death and Stacia tell about same woman, Stacia Blake.

She has still her fascinating athmosphere, said one of my friends.
Many consider also her art.