There is no reason to talk
while we walk underground -
we become telepathic there.

Underground We Walk

This is the Yugen from Saint Louis, making a remix of a song by Ou Ou.  We love their music, and had fun putting our minds on their music.

Ou Ougen

Moon comes wrath
hoards of joyful ones
leap in time
to the waves' rhythm
slung over cool stones
forever sate

Wind in the grass chatters the blades against each other.
You hear the sound and it is joy.

we know why we travel together
looking forward to being warmer
commit to the spring.

is the wind I feel today the same wind as ever, everywhere?  
did you breathe this air too?

Lush darkness inside
makes each of us like a rainforest.
We are all a rainforest.

Actors play the parts of millions of molecules,
hung in midair, draped across the fields.

There is no greater happiness than
that derived of necessary and
successfully implemented change.

This tender woman granted exception in a world of despair.  Never again young.  Never again for your eyes.  Hiding in the deepest hills forever.