Michelle Brea:
Mute
Michelle Brea:
Drowning in History
Michelle Brea:
Alter Ego
Michelle Brea:
Where Lost Souls Dwell
Michelle Brea:
Les Couleurs de la Pluie
Michelle Brea:
Tales Along This Road
Michelle Brea:
Out There
Michelle Brea:
Train Of Consequences
Michelle Brea:
Cease to Begin
Michelle Brea:
Sometimes it Snows in April
Michelle Brea:
Springtime Can Kill You
Michelle Brea:
The Remains
Michelle Brea:
Learning to Fly
Michelle Brea:
Blurred Vision
Michelle Brea:
I Feel Like The Color Blue
Michelle Brea:
Its a Blue World
Michelle Brea:
Way To Blue
Michelle Brea:
The Sea, The Sea, The Sea
Michelle Brea:
Days of Blue
Michelle Brea:
Back to Blue
Michelle Brea:
Dreams In Color
Michelle Brea:
Un Heure D´Été
Michelle Brea:
--
Michelle Brea:
They walked on, comforted by the surf, by the one perpetual moment of beach-time, the now-and-always of it.
Michelle Brea:
Everything with me is either worship and passion or pity and understanding. I hate rarely, though when I hate, I hate murderously.
Michelle Brea:
Surfs' Up
Michelle Brea:
But we danced, under wigs and between unfinished walls, through broken promises and around empty cupboards.
Michelle Brea:
His whole future seemed suddenly to be unrolled before him; and passing down its endless emptiness he saw the dwindling figure of a man to whom nothing was ever to happen.
Michelle Brea:
Tous les jours de tristes histoires
Michelle Brea:
The Blue Nowhere
