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All photographs (c) 2014 Jonathan J.B. Mijs All lyrics (c) of the respective artist(s)
Found a sacred place, lost in your embrace I want to stay in this forever I think of the days when the sun used to set On my empty heart, all alone in my bed Tossing and turning Excerpt from ‘Waiting For Tonight’ lyrics (c) Maria Christensen, Michael Garvin, Phil Temple
I really hope you play this, cause ol' girl you test my patience With all these seductive photographs and all these one off vacations You've been taking clearly a lot for me to take in, it don't make sense Young East African girl, I was tryna put you on game, put you on a plane Take you and your momma to the motherland, I could do it Maybe one day when you figure out you're gonna need someone When you figure out it's all right here in the city and you don't run from where we come from That sounds like poetic justice Every time I write these words, they become a taboo Making sure my
punctuation curve, every letter here's true Living my life in the margin and that metaphor was proof I'm talking poetic justice If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it? I mean you need to hear this, love is not just a verb It's you looking in the mirror, love is not just a verb It's you looking for it, maybe, call me crazy, we can both be insane A fatal attraction is common and what we have common is pain Excerpt from ‘Poetic Justice’ lyrics (c) Kendrick Duckworth, Aubrey Graham
There are places I remember All my life, though some have changed Some forever not for better Some have gone and some remain
There is no one compares with you And these memories lose their meaning When I think of love as something new
All these places had their moments With lovers and friends I still can recall Some are dead and some are living In my life I've loved them all But of all these friends and lovers
Though I know I'll never lose affection For people and things that went before I know I'll often stop and think about them In my life I love you more
Lyrics from ‘In My Life’ (c) John Lennon, Paul McCartney
Hell, it's a wonder that man can eat at all When things are big that should be small Who can tell what magic spells What we'll be doing for us? I'm giving all my love to this world Only to be told I can't see, I can't breathe No more will we be And nothing's going to change the way we live 'Cause we can always take but never give And now that things are changing for the worse See it's a crazy world we're living in And I just can't see that half of us immersed in sin Is all we have to give this
And I'm thinking what a mess we're in Hard to know where to begin If I could slip the sickly ties That earthly man has made Now every mother can choose the color Of her child that's not nature’s way Well that's what they said yesterday Futures made of virtual insanity Now always seem to be governed by this love we have For useless, twisting, all our new technology Oh, now there is no sound, for we all live underground Excerpt from ‘Virtual Insanity’ lyrics (c) Jay Kay, Toby Smith
Lyrics of ‘Smells Like Teen Spirit’ (c) Kurt Cobain, Dave Grohl, Krist Novoselic
Load up on guns and bring your friends It's fun to lose and to pretend She's over-bored and selfassured Oh no, I know a dirty word With the lights out, it's less dangerous Here we are now, entertain us I feel stupid and contagious A mulatto, an albino A mosquito, my libido I forget just why I taste Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile I found it hard, it's hard to find Oh well, whatever, never mind I'm worse at what I do best And for this gift I feel blessed Our little group has always been And always will until the end
How does her world spin Without me in her nest? Could there really be such happiness? Oh, she's got a dark side too Even murderous But I love that Just like her Everything she does is curious Oh, she's going to let me in I just know it's so Then again, who do I kid? She could have anything she wants So why not me? She could have anything she dreams I don't have a chance at writing the book I just want to be a page One single page in Jeannie's diary Excerpt from Jeannie’s Diary lyrics (c) Mark Everett
You got a fast car I want a ticket to anywhere Maybe we can make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Any place is better Starting from zero got nothing to lose Maybe we'll make something But me myself I got nothing to prove I got a plan to get us out of here We won't have to drive too far Just across the border and into the city You and I can both get jobs And see what it means to be living We go cruising entertain ourselves You still ain't got a job And I work in the market as a checkout girl I know things will get better You'll find work and I'll get promoted We'll move out of the shelter
You got a fast car And I got a job that pays all our bills You stay out drinking late at the bar See more of your friends than you do of your kids I'd always hoped for better Thought maybe together you and me'd find it I got no plans I ain't going nowhere So take your fast car and keep on driving See I remember we were driving, driving in your car The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I had a feeling that I belonged I had a feeling I could be someone Excerpt from ‘Fast Car’ lyrics (c) Tracy Chapman
Hit the house lick tell me is you with it Home invasion was persuasive From nine to five I know it's vacant Dreams of living life like rappers do Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen Park the car then we start rhyming The only thing we had to free our mind Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs You looking like an easy come up A silver spoon I know you come from And that's a lifestyle that we never knew Go at a reverend for the revenue
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison tell me what you doing Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever I been hustling all day, this a way, that a way Through canals and alleyways, just to say Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel
Excerpt from 'Money Trees' lyrics (c) Kendrick Duckworth
Count in twos, count in fours, when you're feeling soft, treading ever so kindly Break it off, break it off, when you see it glow and you're thinking it's ripened A tout A l'heure, A tout A l'heure, when you lift your feet and you know it's me waving Scatter brains, scatter grains, count the dandelions and the plots they ripen Count in threes, count in fives, see the buckled wheel and the merrygo-rounding Spin your arms, spin your eyes, ever mindfully, ever carefully breezing Count within and count without, feel the bellowing and the diaphragm
flexing Let it drop and let it bounce, count in melodies and the gravity breathing Count in twos, count in fours, when you're feeling slow, treading ever so fondly Cut it off, cut it off, when you see it grow and you're thinking it's bolting A tout A l'heure, A tout A l'heure, when you lift your soles and you know it's me smiling Scatter brains, scatter grains, count the buttercups and the melodies ripened Lyrics of ‘A tout A l'heure’ (c) Stephen Wilkinson
I rode a sex wave and washed up on your shore A twist of fate, I was just what you were looking for Young roller skater, trained in CPR Saying "Boy, you just don't know how lucky you are" It's whipping me, it's whipping you Turning black, turning blue, hell no Now I'm just a statue in the garden Where your evil flowers grow Calling unprotected girls Infected girls do it better Increase the power to a higher level I like you better when you're possessed by the devil I gave you my heart, I gave you my soul Now I'm just another number at the Center for Disease Control When the time comes to document what we did here The transcription won't really be that hard 'Cause
I'm a woman eating monster With a suitcase full of fire And pink flamingos decorate my yard Do you remember that young girl who did all those things with her body? Yeah, I guess you could say it was me who gave her her start I hear she's working for President Clinton the way she used to work for me But my pink flamingos keep pecking at her heart And they never fly away In my front yard they stay And, baby, I sometimes find it odd You've got to climb the statue of the demon to get closer to God Lyric excerpts from ‘Infected Girls’ (left) and ‘Pink Flamingos’ (right) (c) Zach Shipps, Tyler Spencer
I don't want to set the world on fire I just want to start a flame in your heart In my heart I have but one desire And that one is you No other will do I've lost all ambition for worldly acclaim I just want to be the one you love And with your admission that you feel the same I'll have reached the goal I'm dreaming of Believe me I don't want to set the world on fire I just want to start a flame in your heart
Lyrics of 'I Don't Want To Set The World On Fire' (c) Bennie Benjamin, Eddie Durham, Sol Marcus, Eddie Seiler
We clawed, we chained, our hearts in vain We jumped, never asking why We kissed, I fell under your spell A love no one could deny Don't you ever say I just walked away I will always want you I can't live a lie, running for my life I will always want you
Excerpt from 'Wrecking Ball' (c) Maureen McDonald, Lukasz Gottwald, Stephan Moccio, Sacha Skarbek, Henry Walter
I put you high up in the sky And now, you're not coming down It slowly turned, you let me burn And now, we're ashes on the ground I came in like a wrecking ball I never hit so hard in love All I wanted was to break your walls All you ever did was break me Yeah, you wreck me
Now here you go again, you say you want your freedom Well who am I to keep you down? It's only right that you should play the way you feel it But listen carefully to the sound of your loneliness Like a heartbeat, drives you mad In the stillness of remembering What you had and what you lost And what you had and what you lost Now here I go again, I see the crystal visions I keep my visions to myself It's only me who wants to wrap around your dreams and
Have you any dreams you'd like to sell Dreams of loneliness like a heartbeat, drives you mad In the stillness of remembering What you had and what you lost And what you had, oh what you lost Thunder only happens when it's raining Players only love you when they're playing They say, women, they will come and they will go When the rain washes you clean, you'll know You'll know Lyrics of ‘Dreams’ (c) Stevie Nicks
Excerpts from 'The Message' lyrics c) Ed Fletcher, Melvin Glover, Sylvia Robinson
Broken glass everywhere People pissin' on the stairs I can't take the smell can't take the noise Got no money to move out I guess I got no choice It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge I'm trying not to lose my head Got a bum education double-digit inflation Can't take the train to the job there's a strike at the station If I just got a job learned to be a street sweeper Or dance to the beat shuffle my feet Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps Cause it's all about money ain't a damn thing funny You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey
You'll grow in the ghetto livin' secondrate And your eyes will sing a song called deep hate You'll admire all the number-book takers Thugs, pimps and pushers and the big money-makers Drivin' big cars, spendin' twenties and tens And you'll wanna grow up to be just like them You say "I'm cool, I'm no fool" But then you wind up droppin' outta school Now you're unemployed, all null and void Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd Turned stickup kid, but look what you done did Got sent up for an eight-year bid Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag Spend the next two years as a undercover fag Bein' used and abused to serve like hell Til one day, you was found hung dead in the cell It was plain to see your life was lost You was cold and your body swung back and forth But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song Of how you lived so fast and died so young
Lovers' names, carved in walls Overlap, start to merge Some of them underneath Maybe they appear In graveyards Maybe they fade away Weathered and overgrown Time has told Meaningful hidden words Suddenly appear, from the murk Maybe they're telling us That the end Never was Never will The words have gone But the meaning will never disappear From the wall
Lyrics of ‘Lovers Carvings’ (c) Stephen Wilkinson
There's a fire starting in my heart Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark Finally I can see you crystal clear Go ahead and sell me out and I'll lay your ship bare See how I'll leave with every piece of you Don't underestimate the things that I will do Baby I have no story to be told But I've heard one on you and I'm gonna make your head burn Think of me in the depths of your despair Making a home down there, as mine sure won't be shared Throw your stone through every open
door Count your blessings to find what you look for Turn my sorrow into treasured gold You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow The scars of your love remind me of us They keep me thinkin' that we almost had it all The scars of your love, they leave me breathless Rolling in the deep You had my heart inside of your hand And you played it to the beat
Lyrics of ‘Rolling the Deep’ (c) Adele Adkins, Paul Epworth
Some people like the way it feels, some people wanna kill their sorrows Some people wanna fit in with the popular, that was my problem I was in a dark room, loud tunes, looking to make a vow soon That I'ma get fucked up, fillin' up my cup, I see the crowd mood Changin' by the minute and the record on repeat Took a sip then another sip, then somebody said to me: "Nigga, why you babysitting only two or three shots? I'mma show you how to turn it up a notch First you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it I wave a few bottles, then I watch 'em all flock All the girls wanna play
Baywatch" All I have in life is my new appetite for failure And I got hunger, pain, that grow insane Tell me, do that sound familiar? If it do, then you're like me Makin' excuse that your relief Is in the bottom Of a bottle As the window opens I release everything that corrodes inside me I see you jokin' Why you laugh? Don't you feel bad? I probably sleep And never ever wake up Never ever wake up, never ever wake up In God I trust, but just when I thought I had enough Excerpt from ‘Swimming Pools’ lyrics (c) Kendrick Duckworth
Love is a burning thing And it makes a fiery ring Bound by wild desire I fell into a ring of fire The taste of love is sweet When hearts like ours meet I fell for you like a child Oh, but the fire went wild And it burns, burns, burns, the ring of fire I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down and the flames went higher And it burns, burns, burns, the ring of fire The ring of fire
Lyrics from ‘Ring of Fire’ (c) June Carter, Merle Kilgore
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, Blue skies from pain Can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell?
How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls Swimming in a fish bowl Year after year Running over the same old ground. What have we found The same old fears. Wish you were here
Did they get you to trade Your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange A walk-on part in the war For a lead role in a cage? Lyrics of ‘Wish You Were Here’ (c) Roger Waters, David Gilmour
I wrote her off for the tenth time today And practiced all the things I would say But she came over, I lost my nerve I took her back and made her dessert We make plans to go out at night I wait till two then I turn out the light This rejection's got me so low If she keeps it up I just might tell her so When she's saying, all that she wants only me Then I wonder why she sleeps with my friends When she saying, all men are like a
disease Then I wonder how much more I can spend Well I guess, I should stick up for myself But I really think it's better this way The more you suffer The more it shows you really care, right? Now I know I'm being used That's okay 'cause I like the abuse Well, I know she's playing with me That's okay 'cause I've got no self esteem Lyrics of ‘Self Esteem’ (c) The Offspring
I hurt myself today To see if I still feel I focus on the pain The only thing that's real The needle tears a hole The old familiar sting Try to kill it all away But I remember everything I wear this crown of thorns Upon my liar's chair Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair Beneath the stains of time The feelings disappears You are someone else I am still right here If I could start again A million miles away I would keep myself I would find a way What have I become My sweetest friend Everyone I know goes away In the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt Lyrics of ‘Hurt’ (c) Trent Reznor
Birdie in the hand for life's rich demand The insurgency began and you missed it I looked for it and I found it Miles Standish proud, congratulate me A philanderer's tie, a murderer's shoe Life's rich demand creates supply in the hand Of the powers, the only vote that matters Silence means security silence means approval On Zenith, on the TV, tiger run around the tree Follow the leader, run and turn into butter
Let's begin again, begin the begin Let's begin again like Martin Luther Zen The mythology begins the begin Answer me a question I can't itemize I can't think clear, you look to me for reason It's not there, I can't even rhyme here in the begin A philanderer's tie, a murderer's shoe Example: the finest example is you
Lyrics of ‘Begin the begin’ (c) Berry Buck, Mills Stipe
There's some gold In my bones
There's some gold in my bones that I told you about So I'm pulling out my teeth and burying them deep underground
Pulled flowers at my feet Lost in the wind There's a ghost in the sky and in all my fields of stars
There's some lights in your eyes That I follow about But they're dimming quick, and you're getting sick, so now I wander out alone
So I'm following the wind and singing all my hymns in the dark And when I shake your shadow from the trees there’s a color in your eyes that nobody knows but me
All my love is circling the drain now All my love won't bring you back to me Oh my God, I'm wasting away
Excerpt from ‘The Beauty Surrounds’ lyrics (c) Dexter Tortoriello
Excerpt from 'Ne Me Quitte Pas' lyrics (c) Jacques Brel
Ne me quitte pas Il faut oublier Tout peut s'oublier Qui s'enfuit déjà Oublier le temps Des malentendus Et le temps perdu A savoir comment Oublier ces heures Qui tuaient parfois A coups de pourquoi Le coeur du bonheur Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas
Tell me something I need to know Then take my breath and never let it go If you just let me invade your space I'll take the pleasure, take it with the pain And if in the moment I bite my lip Baby, in the moment, you'll know this is Something bigger than us and beyond bliss Give me a reason to believe it 'Cause if you want to keep me, you gotta gotta gotta gotta got to love me harder And if you really need me, you gotta gotta gotta gotta got to love me harder
Excerpt from 'Love Me Harder' (c) Ahmad Balshe, Ali Payami, Peter Anders Svensson, Savan Kotecha, Max Martin & Abel Tesfaye
Muffled sound of fist on flesh Blows to chest No breath Air gasps You ain't nothing but white trash, bitch! With each hit, each kick, each broken rib Bones are crying Mommy's crying and bleeding And pleading And then Daddy wants to fuck Dick hard, swelled with power rush And as if all that wasn't enough Mommy's seven months heavy with birth As Daddy grunts and cursed drunk nothings in her bloodied ear To hell with the good news that he was a father for the first time His thirst for wine and women Clouded his vision No warm welcome for mother and son Just The rank smell of ass-crack, funk, and cum But Mommy's prayerful strength her best defense She burned the dirty linens Made a fresh bed Laid sleeping First Son down And never made a sound As she purged her scourge With birth-blood and quiet tears Watching as her fears and love and sacrifice Lie there in his soft skin and new life Breathing, dreaming, fresh from God's eye Mommy's little survivor Like her
Excerpt from 'Return to Innocence Lost' lyrics (c) Ahmir Thompson, Ursula Rucker, Anthony Tidd
My funny valentine Sweet comic valentine You make me smile with my heart Your looks are laughable Un-photographable Yet, you're my favorite work of art Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak? When you open it to speak Are you smart? But don't change a hair for me Not if you care for me Stay little valentine, stay Each day is Valentine’s Day Lyrics of 'My Funny Valentine' (c) Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers
Take heart, my little friend and push back your seat Soon we'll be far away, far from the street Where you learned how to be, not what you are Up on the shoulder there is a town With a little motel and an old movie house We'll go to a movie whatever it is Watching the movie, the world's gonna end And there ain't no place for a boy and his friend To go I'll pick some daisies from the flower bed Of the galaxy theater while you clear your head I thought some daisies might cheer you up
When I was a baby we would go out to the park And sit out in the fountain splashing 'round until it's dark Days go on forever when you only know that much And everything you need to know is answered with one touch If I lay my head down I will see you in my dream Wearing that polka dot dress and sitting by the stream Leaning in to hear you, you will whisper in my ear And everything I need to know I finally hear I wish I could remember But my selective memory won't let me Lyric excerpts from ‘Daisies of the Galaxy’ (left) and ‘Selective Memory’ (right) (c) Mark Everett
I used to bite my tongue and hold my breath Scared to rock the boat and make a mess So I sat quietly, agreed politely I guess that I forgot I had a choice I let you push me past the breaking point I stood for nothing, so I fell for everything You held me down, but I got up Already brushing off the dust You hear my voice, your hear that sound Like thunder, gonna shake the ground You held me down, but I got up Get ready 'cause I had enough
I see it all, I see it now I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter Dancing through the fire 'Cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar Louder, louder than a lion 'Cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh You're gonna hear me roar!
Excerpt from 'Roar' lyrics (c) Bonnie Leigh McKee, Max Martin, Lukasz Gottwald, Katy Perry, Henry Walter
Sun's up We wait all day Sun's up We wait all day, all day The hell outside's kept away If only we could move away From here This is how we build a place An aviary for today Let's disappear till tomorrow Disappear, disappear, disappear Blow up these play parades, let's go To an aviary far from home A one hand clap is me and you And you, and you, and you
While the hell outside's kept away If only we moved away Disappear, disappear, disappear Sun down now we have built our place An aviary forever Forever, forever Reappear, reappear, reappear, reappear
Excerpt from 'Olympic Airways' lyrics (c) James Smith, Yannis Philippakis, Edwin Congreave, Walter Gervers, Jack Bevan
Until the end of time I'll be there for you You own my heart and mind I truly adore you If God one day struck me blind Your beauty I'd still see Love's too weak to define Just what you mean to me
Excerpt from 'Adore' lyrics (c) Prince Rogers Nelson
Out of the blue and into the black You pay for this, but they give you that And once you're gone, you can't come back When you're out of the blue and into the black The king is gone but he's not forgotten Is this the story of Johnny Rotten? It's better to burn out 'cause rust never sleeps The king is gone but he's not forgotten Hey hey, my my Rock and roll can never die There's more to the picture Than meets the eye Lyrics of ‘Hey hey my my’ (c) Neil Young
Can you picture my prophecy? Stress in the city, the cops on top of me The projects is full of bullets, the bodies is dropping There ain't no stopping me Constantly moving while making millions Witnessing killings, leaving dead bodies in abandoned buildings Can't reach the children cause they're illing Addicted to killing and the appeal from the cap peeling The message I stress: to make it stop study your lessons Don't settle for less - even the genius asks his questions Be grateful for blessings Don't ever change, keep
your essence The power is in the people and politics we address Always do your best, don't let the pressure make you panic And when you get stranded, and things don't go the way you planned it Dreaming of riches, in a position of making a difference Politicians and hypocrites, they don't wanna listen If I'm insane, it's the fame made a brother change It wasn't nothing like the game It's just me against the world I got nothing to lose Stuck in the game Me against the world Excerpt from ‘Me Against the World’ lyrics (c) Tupac Shakur
I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told I've squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles Such are promises All lies and jest Still the man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the rest When I left my home and my family I was no more than a boy In the company of strangers Seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go Looking for the places only they would know Asking only workman's wages I come lookin' for a job but I get no offers And I'm laying out my winter
clothes And wishing I was gone, goin' home Where the New York City winters aren't bleedin' me Leadin' me, goin' home In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade And he carries the reminders Of every glove that laid him down or cut him 'Til he cried out in his anger and his shame I am leaving, I am leaving But the fighter still remains
Excerpt from ‘The Boxer’ lyrics (c) Paul Simon
When we're up an' dancing on the floor, darling and I feel like I need some more and I feel your body close to mine and I know my love it's about that time Makes me feel mighty real Makes me feel mighty real You make me feel mighty real You make me feel mighty real When we get home darlin' and it's nice and dark and the music's spinning and I'm still real hot And you kiss me back and it feels real good and I know you love me like you should
Oh you make me feel mighty real You make me feel mighty real Make me feel mighty real Make me feel mighty real Make me feel mighty real Make me feel mighty real I feel real I feel real, I feel real I feel real I feel real I feel real, I feel real I feel real Huh I feel real I feel real, I feel real I feel real Huh I feel real, huh I feel real I feel real I feel real, I feel real I feel real You make me feel mighty real You make me feel mighty real Oh you make me feel mighty real You make me feel mighty real Lyrics of 'You Make Me Feel' lyrics (c) Kelly Price, Michael Flowers
Magnum magnum How are you savage? Blood stains the parish Guns control the magus Classic Example of dissatisfaction Taking up drastic action
While they’re preaching the plastic anthem Stabbing stabbing A hole in the very fabric Of Society Well it’s eternity
Acid acid Raindrops’ll kill them bastards We’ll feed the masses We’ll feed them acid But we’re dancing dancing To the rhythm of the plastic anthem Dancing
Will the wind be beneath my wings? Will the water wash over my sins? Until this is over Until this is over
Excerpt from 'Savage' lyrics (c) Benedict Khan
Happiness hit her Like a train on a track Coming towards her Stuck still no turning back She hid around corners and she hid under beds She killed it with kisses and from it she fled With every bubble she sank with her drink And washed it away down the kitchen sink The dog days are over The dog days are done The horses are coming So you better run Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father Run for your children, for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your longing behind You can't carry it with you if you want to surviveI never wanted anything from you Except everything you had and what was left after that too Happiness hit her like a bullet in the back Struck from a great height by someone who should know better than that
Lyrics from ‘Dog Days are Over’ (c) Florence Welch, Isabella Summers
Ritual unions Got me In trouble again I was wonderin’ How the white dress And the mistress And his spirit Are holdin’ my hand Love's sinking in the sand Petals falling on demand My feet are runnin’ like the wind I'm sorry, boy that we sinned Love is not like they say A light is hard to make it
stay I drown my feelings in the sea Then dry out over on the beach Mother tell me how it is I know you've been through all of this You ran away so many times Your kids Your heart A couple dimes
Lyrics of ‘Ritual Union’ (c) Hakan Wirenstrand, Erik Bodin, Fredrik Wallin, Yukimi Nagano
People say it doesn't exist 'Cause no one would like to admit That there is a city underground Where people live everyday Off the waste and decay Off the discards of their fellow man Here in subcity life is hard We can't receive any government relief I'd like to please give Mr. President my honest regards For disregarding me They say there's too much crime in these city streets My sentiments exactly Government and big business hold the purse strings When I worked I worked in the factories I'm at the mercy of the world I guess I'm lucky to be alive They say we've fallen through the cracks They say the system works But we won't let it Help I guess they never stop to think We might not just want handouts But a way to make an honest living Living this ain't living What did I do deserve this Had my trust in god Worked everyday of my life Thought I had some guarantees That's what I thought At least that's what I thought Last night I had another restless sleep Wondering what tomorrow might bring Last night I dreamed A cold blue light was shining down on me I screamed myself awake Thought I must be dying Thought I must be dying
Lyrics from ‘Subcity’ (c) Tracy Chapman
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empty bedroom in Michigan Building, Detroit, MI, summer 2013 street art in Montmartre, Paris, France, summer 2011 sneaker tree, Oosterpark, Amsterdam, Netherlands, winter 2011 longing dogs, Treme, New Orleans, LA, fall 2013 shooting range, Holliston, MA, fall 2012 biomedical researcher at work, Cambridge, MA, winter 2012 view from parking garage, downtown Las Vegas, NV, spring 2013 the view of Manhattan from Dumbo, Brooklyn, NY, summer 2013 boy firing a bobby gun, Goeree Overflakkee, Netherlands, summer 2013 view on Antwerp from HKA museum, Antwerp, Belgium, summer 2013 Greek fans at football match viewing, Berlin, Germany, summer 2012 construction work at site of large fire, Somerville, MA, summer 2013 photography shop advert, Vila Nova de Cerveira, Portugal, winter 2013 murals in Midtown, Detroit, MI, summer 2013 graffiti at Heinrich Heinestrasse station, Berlin, Germany, summer 2013 view of Boston from Georges island, Boston, MA, summer 2011 Burough market, London, England, winter 2009 New Year’s ceremony, Zillertal, Austria, winter 2011 waterfall, mainland Estonia, summer 2009 courtyard of the Oost-Indisch Huis, Amsterdam, Netherlands, summer 2011 abandoned fire station, Detroit, MI, summer 2013 boy in the water mist, Expo ’98 site, Lisbon, Portugal, summer 2008 view from top of mount Pico, Pico island, Azores, summer 2008 view of the Schelde river, Antwerp, Belgium, summer 2013 view of Lagoa das Sete Cidades, Sao Miguel, Azores, summer 2008 doll on the street, Lower 9th Ward, New Orleans, LA, fall 2013 watch advert in shop window, Tallinn, Estonia, summer 2009 bbqs, Oosterpark, Amsterdam, Netherlands, summer 2013 Center for European Studies courtyard, Cambridge, MA, summer 2014 view of mount Pico, Pico airport, Azores, summer 2008 smiling boy, Amsterdam, summer 2009 closed-down school, Detroit, MI, summer 2013 graffiti, Le Plateau, Montreal, Canada, spring 2014 boy waiting for father, swamps outside New Orleans, LA, fall 2013 couple strolling by the sea, Vila do Conde, Portugal, winter 2013 seagull and his catch, Civic Center Plaza, San Francisco, summer 2007 monument at Westerbork SS transit camp, Netherlands, spring 2007 wedding gown fitting, Le Plateau, Montreal, Canada, spring 2014 street art, Le Plateau, Montreal, Canada, spring 2014 airport tunnel, LAX, Los Angeles, CA, spring 2008
back cover on the road in Maine, spring 2012