Someone switched me off, but now I’m back
Move, take your bag and start to run
There is someone hiding in the dark
Black, there is nothing I can do
Someone grabbed my arm and it was you
Why, why you running here my boy?
Come, I will take you to your home
Brave, take your things and follow me
I cannot follow something I can’t see
Sing, I will sing for you instead
This song is only thing that can’t be dead
Rain, I can feel it on my skin
The drops are falling slowly to my chin
And now I open up my eyes
The dream is changing and I’m not surprised
“To sing you must first open your mouth. You must have a pair of lungs, and a little knowledge of music. It is not necessary to have an accordion, or a guitar. The essential thing is to want to sing. This then is a song. I am singing.”
― Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer
Abramović and Ulay were filmed shrieking at each other, gradually showing the shifting dynamic of their relationship as one emerged with the stronger voice.
Photograph: Marina Abramović/Lisson Gallery