It Talks To Itself

For the last forty plus years I have travelled,
With Klaus Schulze on a psychedelic cloud,
With Edgar Froese on Melrose and Epsilon,
Peter Baumann and Tangerine Dream I went on,
It’s like making little ripples in the universe,
Cosmic sounds rippling, yet there is no verse,
It’s when i have the best chats with myself,
Or as others call it, “it talks to itself”,