Heron Pike is a fell in the English Lake District, two kilometres east of Grasmere. It is part of the Fairfield group in the Eastern Fells.
Not a fell of great significance, Heron Pike is a slight grassy rise on the long southern ridge of its parent fell Fairfield. Just cresting the 2,000 foot mark at 612 m (2,008 ft), it is mostly climbed as part of the Fairfield horseshoe walk and it lies between the adjoining fells of Nab Scar and Great Rigg. Heron Pike’s eastern side features Erne Crag and Blind Cove as it falls away quite steeply towards Rydal Beck. At the base of Erne Crag is an old quarry, the mouth of a cavern quite easy to locate.
The fell's western flank drops towards Grasmere and has the small Alcock Tarn on its lower slopes at a height of 360 m (1,180 ft). Alcock Tarn was originally known as Butter Crags Tarn and was enlarged by means of a stone and earth dam in the nineteenth century to a depth of about six feet. The owner, a Mr Alcock of Grasmere, then stocked it with brown trout.
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it's a million miles away,
that dress she wore,
is all that shall remain.
In a clear blue sky,
that turns in my memory.
But now you find
that things ain't coming,
and remain unchanged.
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you won't get anywhere
like that.
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and drown you deep inside,
the heroin bag.
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and it's never coming home.
pushed too far,
and then you break the tones.
And a clear blue sky,
turns in my memory.
And now you find,
that things ain't coming.
They leave you alone.
Don't push me too far,
you'll never get anywhere,
like that.
They're gonna dry you up,
and drown you deep inside
the heroin bag.
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there's not a flower left in you.
It's just your eyes,
and now they're made of stone.
And a clear blue sky,
it turns in my memory.
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And it's right on you own.
But don't push me too far,
you'll never get anywhere
like that.
They're gonna dry you up,
and drown you deep inside