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ArtistI called you after midnight Then ran until I burst I passed the howling woman And stood outside your door We walked around the lake And woke up in the rain And everyone turned over Troubled in their dreams again And made your dry lips sing. Made from small newspaper clippings, partly with text elements, poetry text, collage, Harry Clarke, Hannah Höch, DaDaism, surreal to abstract.
So many results from a the same song - The Walk, by The Cure.