Luna Emerald's Wandering Flute

Yellow string around a ring; for the sphinx enjoys eating feathers at dawn. Whilst infiltrating numerology during a salty sunrise, Luna found herself mirroring Dorothy's ice lolly trick. Under a glass bell such incantations echo through her bones. So tease your television set with snow boots for byte-sized recalibration. 8:01pm, just seven minutes shy of the eclipse, why darling that's not very far from yesterday. Translation: Bedtime stories for sea dwellers with an insatiable appetite for pixie dust. Tunes by Blue Magic, Zacciah, Wilco, Trembling Blue Stars and many other songs insinuating transcendental boogies.Support the show