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In the fabric of space and in the nature of matter, as in a great work of art, there is, written small, the artist’s signature.

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"The voice of the individual artist may seem perhaps of no more consequence than the whirring of a cricket in the grass, but the arts do live continuously, and they live literally by faith; their names and their shapes and their uses and their basic meanings survive unchanged in all that matters through times of interruption, diminishment, neglect; they outlive governments and creeds and the societies, even the very civilization that produced them. They cannot be destroyed altogether because they represent the substance of faith and the only reality. They are what we find again when the ruins are cleared away." - Katherine Anne Porter

 

"Follow the light that glows 
Through your bedroom window. 
Tonight, tonight, the fading twilight. 
There's a hollow deep in the woods 
Where you know you're crazy 
To go, to go, not even meant to know 
There are...

Pictures in the dark, I see all around. 
Voices calling underground 
And I'm watching the stars since the 
World was found.

One, two, three.

[ Chorus ]

Pictures in the dark, I see 
Morpheus comes to me. 
Pictures in the dark, I see. 
Aurora sets you free.

And in the deepest dark 
You come to a maze in. 
The night, the night, the fading twilight. 
And you shiver the glistening path 
Where you know you're crazy 
To go, to go, not even meant to know. 
There are...

Pictures in the dark, I see all around. 
Voices calling underground 
And I'm watching the stars since the 
World was found.

One, two, three.

Lost in my dreams.

This night will never end. 
You can only fly in your dreams. 
Midnight will be your friend. 
Drift away on starlight beams. 
Clocks are ticking the night away. 
You can only fly until dawn ascends.

[ Repeat Chorus ]

The moon shines starlight beams 
And you'll be flying in your dreams.

[ Repeat Chorus ]

The moon shines starlight beams 
And you'll be flying in your dreams."

Mike Oldfield - Pictures In The Dark

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"The voice of the individual artist may seem perhaps of no more consequence than the whirring of a cricket in the grass, but the arts do live continuously, and they live literally by faith; their names and their shapes and their uses and their basic meanings survive unchanged in all that matters through times of interruption, diminishment, neglect; they outlive governments and creeds and the societies, even the very civilization that produced them. They cannot be destroyed altogether because they represent the substance of faith and the only reality. They are what we find again when the ruins are cleared away." - Katherine Anne Porter

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