Let’s sum up the process:
Book and packaging design are done,I’ll make a print test for the book during august.
If this test is validated,the printing process will be launched.
In the meantime I’ll make prints for the packaging.
All I still have to do regarding the conception work, is the CD (but I’m already working on it since 2 weeks or so) .
I’m really putting all my might into this project,I really want it to look like me.
You may know this feeling: going to the library, seeing a book, then you think to yourself » this book is calling me » .
People often say « we don’t choose books,books are choosing us » .
I’ll try to make some updates before printing,but I can’t really show anything.
I really want it to be a surprise.
As it’s a limited edition I really want each of you pleased,almost like it has been dedicated to you.
Some more patience until then ! (let’s say…september maybe?)
///Thank you all///
I awakened in the city to utter darkness.
I was running for hours and hours
through deserted streets.
between all those towers,
there was only rain — only the rain.
I went through doors, I scoured the alleys.
in the rain I climbed ridges.
I walked over bridges, but there was no one there.
I felt deaf, although my hearing was fair.
but there was only silence.
not even the rain…
there must be more.
I need you to quell my fears.
I’ve felt it before.
I need you to shed my tears.
the things I adore.
I need you to feel my pain.
I’m trapped like before.
I need you to stop the rain.
I’ve cast myself into a prison,
with bonds near impossible to break.
I thought my life is built on reason,
but now I know I’ve got to escape.
I’ve depraved myself of all I had,
and thought I need to for my own sake.
I didn’t think I would be so sad,
but without you I cannot escape.
not even the rain…
deep in my heart,
I want you to pull me back.
I’ve kept us apart,
I want you to fix my wreck.
awake with a start,
I want you to enter my mind.
to re-cast my part,
I want you to follow me blind.
I’ve cast myself into a prison,
with bonds near impossible to break.
I thought my life is built on reason,
but now I know I’ve got to escape.
I’ve depraved myself of all I had,
and thought I need to for my own sake.
I didn’t think I would be so sad,
but without you I cannot escape.
escape, it’s not there!
not even the rain…