the keeper of my dreams
CLEO'S UNCLE
One Person Inside
I have to think about these news
Chimney Cake with Seated Figure
The War Memorial Park, Basingstoke - 1978
Norway. Hamarøy. Tranøy fyr. 201408
Sur les quais.
(071/365) Today a misty and fogy day.
Garder la forme
Foz do Arelho, quiosque vermelho
Pause en Bessin
Down a dark lane in Caen
Organist at L'Abbaye aux Hommes
Indifférences.
Noctambulerie.
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Warten
Dublin at night - 20150216
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stranger on the street
In the Streets of Szentendre
Fugace.
De tempérament brumeux
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In the Streets of Szentendre
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Blick in die Welt
www.youtube.com/watch?v=4zLfCnGVeL4
The Sound Of Silence
Writers: Paul Simon, Nat Simon, Gordon Jenkins
Hello, darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a streetlamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never shared
No one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
"Fools," said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence"
The Sound Of Silence
Writers: Paul Simon, Nat Simon, Gordon Jenkins
Hello, darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a streetlamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never shared
No one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
"Fools," said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence"
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