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• Artiste: Toru Okada
• Titre: Fields Burned Golden
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Left alone in fields burned golden. And houses rusted to the dirt Sunsets moving in and out of our lives And I think that we miss them too often. We tear ourselves apart each day And every morning it is hard to find reasons to move. But I do it anyway aware each time of my choices, hopes, and fucking dreams. And so many times I am left with nothing at all, Fighting everything just to let myself sleep. I dream about so many things and I am so sure that I am free. For now, all I have is this choice. With so many living dead or dying slowly, I struggle to even stand. A lifetime together. A lifetime to watch the world end. Not a moment's without our faults, despairs, and passions.