While you were sleeping the money died, machines were harmless, and the earth sighed the wind.
You swept sound, and gravity brought my love around.
The ocean`s roe sang about decay, the witches flew And the mermaids stayed full of dreams.
You overslept. In keeping with the quiet through the walls I krept.
I walked on tip-toes, sent darkness swirling over all the kitchen in the early morning.
(Elvis Perkins)
Milano, dicembre 2009.
Barcellona, novembre 2009.
Napoli, novembre 2009.
Roma, novembre 2009.
Londra, ottobre 2009.
Nardò, agosto 2009.
Tokyo, febbraio 2009.