High Places - Shared Islands

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«Day One of film shoot
L.A. sky — white with slight blue
Palm trees
More about the anticipation of something to come than just a nothingness or
boredom»
Ooooh we could talk and talk about sitting together in silence
I haven’t slept a wink in a week just thinking about sleeping
This is where I go to meet you
I’ll crane my neck and close my eyes
The sun’s too bright
You’re far away
On a gloomy beach in the south of France
We will have the sand in our pockets for a long time
If we’re quiet we can stay the night
It’s okay, it’s all right
It’s okay, it’s all right
It’s okay, it’s all right
It’s okay, it’s all right
On a gloomy beach in the south of France
We will have the sand in our pockets for a long time
If we’re quiet we can stay the night
It’s okay, it’s all right
It’s okay, it’s all right
It’s okay, it’s all right
It’s okay, it’s all right
All night, all night
And what is it on a postcard
All night, all night
And what is it on a postcard
It only goes without saying that this includes shared islands, twilights,
deserts, seas, the deer of Nara, some books and engravings
(All night, all night
And what is it on a postcard
All night, all night
And what is it on a postcard)
It only goes without saying that this includes shared islands, twilights,
deserts, seas, the deer of Nara, some books and engravings
(All night, all night
And what is it on a postcard
All night, all night
And what is it on a postcard)