Tag: b/w

I guess he’s a little shy.
You get used to it.
Not my finest moment.
I seem to remember.
I think I need to take a walk.
Everything’s a weird thing. Properly looked at.
We don’t have to talk about this anymore.
So are we good?
Gone Fishin’
He didn’t want to screw things up.
Gone Fishin’
Difficult to know what had happend.
Everything made sense suddenly.
After that, they were silent.
I’m going to remember that.
He was wondering a couple of things.
A sweet smell like that of rotten bananas.
Things falling apart over time.
Now people were really staring.
Want to play a game with me? Please. It’s fun.
Should have got here earlier.
He wanted to be beautiful.
He had a life. I’m sure he’s out there living it.
He didn’t know what he was searching for.
You keep it to yourself and you cultivate it.
I was wondering if I’d run into you.
You know what I mean.
If you look closely, you can see the rain falling.
I was sad to leave.
She knew it was time to go home.
Can you hear me? a disembodied voice asks.
From then on, they had remained close.
Come on, I said, you’re not serious.
I had never known her to lie.
Everything was a kind of game.
I’d got used to being mostly alone.
Everything was still stripped and bare.
I didn’t know what to do with it.
There’s nothing I can do for you.
I don’t know what that was.
But there was no dream.
So you had it coming, in a way.
All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain.
You’re both and neither.
Out of nowhere.
The hard part was singing.
Keeping time wasn’t hard for you.
That was the sound of pain.
But inside every kind of sound lurked a sadness.
The world was made of sound.