“Marina Abramovic and Ulay started an intense love story in the 70s, performing art out of the van they lived in. When they felt the relationship had run its course, they decided to walk the Great Wall of China, each from one end, meeting for one last big hug in the middle and never seeing each other again. at her 2010 MoMa retrospective Marina performed ‘The Artist Is Present’ as part of the show, a minute of silence with each stranger who sat in front of her. Ulay arrived without her knowing it and this is what happened.”
Time has bested me again I keep trying but I can’t win Tell me father, where you’ve been? I’m alone, but used to it
But when I was a boy I would have nightmares in the day While the adults were busy sleeping and pretend to be awake
So I took a lover, oh yeah just to kill some time she always loves to leave me hanging out to dry if you’re feeling lonesome baby I’ll be your best friend but don’t expect to call me if you need a hand
Oh I fell in love again the kind that’s like quicksand I guess I didn’t understand I just like to lose my head
Oh I guess I made the same mistake by opening my heart I’m really just an animal made with human parts
We’re still young baby, but we’re getting old I can’t sleep in this bed with you anymore I know your body and I miss it like your voice
when the boxes full of clothes and records stop weighing you down when the only thing left in your bedroom is some penny’s on the ground when you’ve sold off all your furniture, and you’re heading out of town
i will be the only bad dream in your sleeping house
If you’re so prone to accidents and misunderstandings You may accidentally misinterpret honesty for selfishness We’re two human beings, individually With inherent interest in each other and how we relate.
Man, maybe i’m reading too much into this but the lyrics in this song capture such a truly unique feeling. I think there’s a point where one becomes so sad/detached that you just start acting like a sociopath. You just become emotionless and look at things with extreme (skewed) logic.