Different Pulses
My life is like a wound
I scratch so I can bleed
Regurgitate my words,
I write so I can feed
And death grows like a tree
That's planted in my chest
Its roots are at my feet,
I walk so it won't rest
Oh, baby I am lost
I said oh, baby I am lost
I try to push the colours
Through a prism back to white
To sync our different pulses
Into a blinding light
And if love is not the key.
If love is not a key
I hope that I can find
A place where it could be
I know that in your heart
There is an answer to a question
Which I'm not as yet aware that I…
have asked
And if that tree had not drunk my tears
I would have bled and cried for all the years
That I alone have let them pass
And oh, baby I am yours
I said oh, baby I am yours
And oh, baby I am yours
I said oh, baby I am yours
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Premier at the Interdans Festival Belgium, July 2013
Music
"Different Pulses" from Asaf Avidan
Choreography, Stage, Light and Costume Design
Boris Randzio
Dancers
Mariya Bushuyeva, Lateef Williams
Video
Myrien Barth and Timo Schaub
Fotos©Ida Zenna