Monologue

Lyrics
Nothing is of its own explanation Is there a better description of a cube than that of its construction? There was a war on, and yet, it is my understanding that many of the sites of my projects survived; they remained there, still in the city When the terrible recollections of what happened in Europe cease to humiliate us, I expect for them to serve instead as a political stimulus, sparking the upheavals that so frequently occur and cycles of people hold I already anticipated communal rhetoric of anger, fear... A whole river of such frivolities may flow on them, but my buildings were devised to endure such erosion of the Danube shoreline
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Credits
- Writers
- Daniel Blumberg