heartgrumble.

i look first right

then left

and the heart grumbles

i reach out my arm

to stop the bus

and the heart grumbles

i stand in the wind

that blows underground

and the heart grumbles

i stand on the right

and walk on the left

and the heart grumbles

i always say sorry

and always say cheers

and the heart grumbles

i walk from bridge to bridge

and bank to bank

and the heart grumbles

i look into the city’s face

of stone and glass and steel

and the heart grumbles

it doesn’t want to leave.

Text: Gianna Lange

Diese Fotostrecke entstand in London.

Diese Fotostrecke ist in London entstanden.