TWO STATUETTES

A video project of found footage and original music. Lyrics —

Like a river run down to its deathbed, all I might say has been said.

Flesh and blood fled to the decay, and now what remains will stay.

And now where you lay, two statuettes are all that’s left, inherited ends, a tomb for a friend.

Hear what love has made.

Hear what love has made.

And now it will not fade.

I gave to you my everything.

Two statuettes, all we have left. The storybook ends. I breathe in again.

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