The funicular takes us down to the rocky strand
I put down my camera to take your hand
Art Schop
Existentialist Nostalgia Lyrics – Art Schop
I walk along the Seine, at night, listening for my name
This may be the call, that precedes the fall
A Poor Aunt Lyrics – Art Schop
I’ve never been much of a writer, the way you or she would have me be
But where we venture when the dream begins, I will take you on that journey
Change of State Lyrics – Art Schop
According to Malaparte, the horses fled
Panicked by the fire that licked their heels like Satan’s breath
Proxima B Lyrics – Art Schop
Orbiting Proxima Centauri
They’ve found a planet they call, Proxima b
Upon Exiting The Solar System Lyrics – Art Schop
40,000 miles an hour, and slowly, inch by inch
Inexorably speeding on our course for outer space
Ziggy Stardust Lyrics – Art Schop
Oh
Oh, yeah
In the Street Lyrics – Art Schop
How lovely
Come see how lovely:
Heretic Astronomer Lyrics – Art Schop
Draw another flagon down I need to wash the memory from my mind
Watch the pretty girls go by, laugh aloud beneath the pale sunshine
No Maggot Lonely Lyrics – Art Schop
Now you see me, now you don’t
Now you’ll love me, now you won’t