I walk in the dark
I hear my steps,
fixed, tough echoing,
in the water,
in the sound
in the walls.
So lonely, so confused,
I sweep that ford of concrete,
following a feeble light.
I perceive other strides,
more heavy, impetuous,
that reverberate as well
in these thick walls,
of putrid water
and violent brake-up
an unusual calm
until that, of such shadow
I brush against the limbs,
I perceive the essence,
another breath indeed,
but not of human s appearance.
| pos | title |
|---|---|
| A1 | Still Breathing |
| A2 | Barra Nayek |
| B1 | Growing Number |
| B2 | Barra Nayek ( remix Mike Parker ) |