Running through my head secretly

The shouts of the boys in the factory

I ring you on the telephone silently

Like blood, like the wine in the darkroom scene



The darkroom scene

Darkroom scene



A letter

Once composed

Seven years long and as tall as a tree

Reading

On the wall

Emissions, efficiency



Efficiency

Efficiency



Resurrect

As a feeling

On my window

Of a past reunion



Resurrect

As a feeling

On my window

Of a past reunion

Vision

Of a picture

Like the city

And the air we breathe



The air we breathe

Air we breathe



She stood beside me once again

I knew her face

We met before in the street

Recalling all the children dancing at our feet



The dancing feet, dancing feet