Every year without knowing it I have passed the day When the last fires will wave to me And the silence will set out Tireless traveler Like the beam of a lightless star
Then I will no longer Find myself in life as in a strange garment Surprised at the earth And the love of one woman And the shamelessness of men As today writing after three days of rain Hearing the wren sing and the falling cease And bowing not knowing to what
Taken from the debut album ‘Roosevelt’, available now on Greco-Roman / City Slang. Available on Spotify, iTunes, Soundcloud, Amazon, Apple Music and more: http://roosevelt.lnk.to/Roosevelt
- Directed by Andres Fouché & Martijn Bosgraaf http://www.andresfouche.com - Camera Andres Fouché & Martijn Bosgraaf - Director of Photography Andres Fouché - Edit Andres Fouché - Edit supervisor Marcel Sturing - Runner Elya Dijk
You’re like a little fruit you’re like a moon I want to hold I said lemon slope about your hip because it’s one of my words about you I whispered in bed this smoothing the fruit & then alone with my book but writing in it the pages wagging against my knuckles in the light like a sail.
Watch the official trailer for Martin Scorsese’s new movie Silence. Starring Andrew Garfield, Adam Driver and Liam Neeson, see it in theatres December.
Martin Scorsese’s SILENCE tells the story of two Christian missionaries (Andrew Garfield and Adam Driver) who face the ultimate test of faith when they travel to Japan in search of their missing mentor (Liam Neeson) – at a time when Christianity was outlawed and their presence forbidden. The celebrated director's 28-year journey to bring Shusaku Endo’s 1966 acclaimed novel to life will be in theaters this Christmas.
This flower is scorched This film is on On a maddening loop These clothes These clothes don't fit us right I'm to blame It's all the same It's all the same
You come to me with a bone in your hand You come to me with your hair curled tight You come to me with positions You come to me with excuses Ducked out in a row You wear me out You wear me out
We've been through fake-a-breakdown Self hurt Plastics, collections Self help, self pain, EST, psychics, fuck all I was central I had control I lost my head I need this I need this A paper weight, junk garage Winter rain, a honey pot Crazy, all the lovers have been tagged A hotline, a wanted ad It's crazy what you could've had It's crazy what you could've had It's crazy what you could've had I need I need this It's crazy what you could've had It's crazy what you could've had I need I need this It's crazy what you could've had It's crazy what you could've had I need I, I need this It's crazy what you could've had I need this It's crazy what you could've had It's crazy what you could've had I need this I, I need this It's crazy what you could've had It's crazy what you could've had