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Description
The days go by and nothing brings me joy
The glow was strong when I was a boy
But it's gone
[...]
Cracks appear and passion slips away
Colours fade and turn to shades of grey
Fade away
If you knew the man I used to be
Please hold me under the sea
Or scratch my arms till they bleed
Save me
Will you help me to feel the glow?
(Blackfield, Glow)

In the forest at the top of the Pfaffenstein, "Saxon Switzerland" (Germany).

© by Florian Schmidt
Texture from my own resources.
My works are not stock and licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 License.

You can follow the trail of the snail also on
Google+ | tumblr | art limited | Shadowness | last.fm

Prints available on anggles.com .

Description
The days go by and nothing brings me joy
The glow was strong when I was a boy
But it's gone
[...]
Cracks appear and passion slips away
Colours fade and turn to shades of grey
Fade away
If you knew the man I used to be
Please hold me under the sea
Or scratch my arms till they bleed
Save me
Will you help me to feel the glow?
(Blackfield, Glow)

In the forest at the top of the Pfaffenstein, "Saxon Switzerland" (Germany).

© by Florian Schmidt
Texture from my own resources.
My works are not stock and licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 License.

You can follow the trail of the snail also on
Google+ | tumblr | art limited | Shadowness | last.fm

Prints available on anggles.com .