Hope For All We Can
Ines had been immersed in art of late. She found herself enthusiastic
about visiting galleries and wandering through spaces, gazing at work.
Perhaps it was because she had constant company now with her
chickenpants and so she never felt as lonely anymore.
Whenever she heard the words, "felt as lonely," she could
not help but begin to sing David Byrne's lyrics about the heart is a
lonely hunter.
Perfectly molded almost unfolded
Under the counter well, that is your nature
Drip grind or roasted, buttered or toasted
The greater the db’s the higher the AC
Psycho acoustics
Down in the black seats
Stereo nation
Amplification
The brave and the righteous
They’re safe in their houses
Now one is just a number
The heart’s a lonely hunter
One is the number
Heart is a hunter
One is a number
Heart is a hunter
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absolutely small added this photo to her favorites. (66 months ago)
absolutely small (66 months ago | reply)
Very cool painting! Whose is that?
Rich_Lem added this photo to his favorites. (66 months ago)
Rich_Lem (66 months ago | reply)
The truth is unspoken, a promise is broken
I’m under surveillance, they know what my name is
I need some protection, some love and affection
There’s one thousand reasons, but one is the number