Music by: Vasko Serafimov; Lyrics and vocal performance Mary Lou Newmark
Where do you go in a city against time? A city struggling for or against, as if time were a choice
Abandoned buildings of memories past and future decaying in concentric circles Concentric circles segmented by lines like bicycle spokes Be-fore Be-after Be-fore Be-after
Touch them and they spin faster and faster until they lose their straightness, lose direction bending sideways, up, down, who knows?
Be-fore Be-after Be-fore Be-after
Lives in constant multiplication, concurrent spaces, contemporary layers of fact and fiction
Be-fore Be-after and sometimes, but not often, Now
Touch the scattered debris and it swirls kaleidoscopic and confusing The patterns blur into muddy pliability
The city is dense, layered, littered with broken dreams, new promises, desires to live or die, and losing its directness bending sideways, up, down, multiples of multiples, lives of memories, concentric circles of choice for or against
