The Night Is Young & Full Of

Tell Them You Came, And Saw, And Looked Into My Eyes And Saw The Shadow Of The Guard Receding. Thoughts In Time And Out Of Season, The Hitchinker Stood By The Side Of The Road And Levelled His Thumb In The Calm Calculus Of Reason. [...] Why Does My Mind Circle Around You? Why Do Planets Wonder What It Would Be Like To Be You? All Your Soft Wild Promises Were Words, Birds, Endlessly In Flight.

I Think In Art, But Especially In Films, People Are Trying To Confirm Their Own Existences.

Are You A Lucky Little Lady In The City Of Light? Or Just Another Lost Angel... City Of Night?

Resident Mockery, Give Us An Hour For Magic.

You Know The Day Destroys The Night, Night Divides The Day, Tried To Run, Tried To Hide, Break On Through To The Other Side...