Herr Benini:
.right there where everything is transcendent
Herr Benini:
.the minutes can't make up their mind
Herr Benini:
.we've got to get in to get out
Herr Benini:
.like the faded star in sunset boulevard
Herr Benini:
.I just gotta find a spot near my home or my other homes far away from home
Herr Benini:
.here are my comfort films for when my eyes get to tired to read
Herr Benini:
.we walked to the palace of the king
Herr Benini:
.all the fruit stores' colors were so bright
Herr Benini:
.the story I heard is that people are bored
Herr Benini:
.I backed my car into a cop car the other day
Herr Benini:
.find a name in the placeless age
Herr Benini:
.darkness colours your eyes with what's not there
Herr Benini:
.the house brought out the silence in your breathing
Herr Benini:
.feeling like the city is feeling like a sound
Herr Benini:
.off in the corner, doing poet's work
Herr Benini:
.their toes against the window are tapping to the tunes
Herr Benini:
.absence makes the sense go dark
Herr Benini:
.I don't mind working I'd rather be on hills of sand
Herr Benini:
.with half of me waiting for myself to get calm
Herr Benini:
.i canti dei muezzin e delle tifoserie
Herr Benini:
.pack your bags, hit the open road
Herr Benini:
.then everything went vertical
Herr Benini:
.with nothing but love on the back of my camel
Herr Benini:
.like a hip sponge gazing at burning bushes
Herr Benini:
.It's a good time for a photo, can't let go
Herr Benini:
.in hot light reflected green on the sand
Herr Benini:
.pretending I am a worm, has proved all too easy
Herr Benini:
.we shake it in the park today, forget ourselves and dance 'til horizon
Herr Benini:
.usually we have a compass to outdoor
Herr Benini:
.up till now it's just been dreams where it's been seen
