Half Day Closing

Moje prace generalnie uznawane są za dosyć wesołe, czasem za dziwne, czasem za melancholijne... Czasem mam ochotę uwiecznić jakąś mroczniejszą wizję. Zwłaszcza, gdy pasuje do dobrej, frapującej piosenki, takiej jak pewien kawałek grupy Portishead.

"In the days, the golden days
When everybody knew what they wanted
It ain't here today

Through the times of lasting love
When parents talked of things tried and tested
It don't feel the same

Dreams and belief have gone
Time, life itself goes on

Far beyond the shrinking skies
Where money talks and leaves us hypnotised
It don't pave the way

Underneath the fading sun
The silent sum of a businessman
Has left us choking

Dreams and belief have gone
Time, life itself goes on

In the days, the golden days
When everybody know what they wanted
It ain't here today

Dreams and belief have gone
 Time, life itself goes on"
                           (Portishead, "Half Day Closing", album "Portishead", 1997)