Track byGhislaine Wauters/Camerata Köln
The corporeal. With brains that ache. This exercise has found no answers. Will you wait for me. we search for something real. A thousand times we close our eyes. To what comes after. wait. So afraid of what comes after. We take what we can steal. Our bodies ache. we temporize. Exhaust the language. But you'll wait to see. We fail to close the deal. A thousand crimes. We shut our eyes. To what comes after