the passenger
eyes
ex-girlfriend
origin of (a)simmetry
Our senses are limited....Our memory is selective. Sometimes for our own sake, too.... Fragrances blown away, flavours washed aside.... razor blade guitar riffs grasping empty clubs` ceilings, sunsets swallowed by darkness.... Sparks in the eyes of a stranger bounce on our skin..... An experimental attempt to frame vanishing emotions .. before all those moments will be lost in time, like tears in the rain
I was lost, now I'm found ... I believe in you, I've got no bounds
I'm movin' on up now ... Gettin' out of the darkness
My light shines on
Roxy, Praha - 3.10.08