"From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines, going where I list, my own master total and absolute, Listening to others, considering well what they say, Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating, Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me."
Walt Whitman (1819-92)
"When I look back now over my life and call to mind what I might have had simply for taking and did not take, my heart is like to break."
Akhenaton (d. c.1354 BC)
And now, the current weather, from some random person we pulled off the street:
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Tell Me Why (Montage)
Photo montage to the song "Tell Me Why" by the group Echobelly. The visuals are sort of experimental. I was trying for a very minimalist bleak look, that's the mood I had.
Sorry, this is yet another not very cheery song. When a cheery time comes, I'll do cheery, promise.
Lyrics:
Do you ask yourself why You run scared, with nowhere to go Your heart full of sundays The surface of saturday nights You stare at the floor The fistful of dreams that you crave Got burned out on nicotine stains When nobody called
Tell me why, you're alone my friend Tell me why, do you fill yourself on empty Tell me why, you're alone again
Do you ask yourself why You don't care for no-one at all You trip on the mainline You're bound to the static that's there All you've ever known
Tell me why, you're alone my friend Tell me why, do you fill yourself on empty Tell me why, you're alone again
Nowhere to go, nowhere to go Nobody knows you're all alone Nowhere to go, nowhere to go Nobody knows the way to go
