Geometria

The city centre of Plymouth is a series of 70s blocks. The geometry of it is perfect for representing an empty city. The 9 to 5 life, that dies for 16 hours a day.
The lines of corners and car park, the irregular precision of each blocks, ehlps me define the emptiness that this concrete jungle offers.
A place designed not to be lived.
The district feels alone.
Continuously alone

The postal Service - The district sleeps alone tonight
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xUIBnmdJJ50


Smeared black ink... your palms are sweaty
And I'm barely listening to last demands
I'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried underneath
Where I am
Where I am

I'll wear my badge... a vinyl sticker with big block letters adherent to my chest
That tells your new friends I am a visitor here...
I am not permanent
And the only thing keeping me dry is
Where I am
Where I am
Where I am

You seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
A stranger with your door key explaining that I am just visiting
And I am finally seeing
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving

D.C. sleeps alone tonight

Where I am
Where I am
Where I am

You seem so so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
A stranger with your door key explaining that I am just visiting
And I am finally seing
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving

Where I am
Where I am
Where I am

The district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights
And send the autos swerving into the loneliest evening
And I am finally seeing
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving