"Where are we going?"
"No, I mean where are we going, going?"
"No. We are not doing this again."
"Everything seems so empty."
"Because most people don't take the subway at 3:00 in the morning!"
"It feels like an endless journey..."
"We. Live. In. The. Bronx."
"But it all goes by so fast."
"That would be the point of a train."
"Pretty soon, we'll all just be under ground."
"We're already under ground, it's the godamn subway!"
"And what do you think comes after?"
"Really? I thought you were an agnostic."
"I'm definitely starting to believe in hell."
In my imaginarium
Your heart makes the difference.
"Remix-ready" version. Add text below the hitRECord main title for "Request", "Sunday RErecs", et alii.
Download for High-Res.
I buried my feelings
but then a dog dug them up.
Just an idea for what most artists wish for, done in a recipe format. I'm happy for someone to try to revamp this image and do a better job of the concept!
"I've been waiting there forever; no one can remember for sure when I first arrived. I'm waiting for something, but I don't know what" (tinyfied)