Skyscraper


The shadow of an eagle that had set forth from those high and craggy fastnesses crossed the line of riders below and they looked up to mark it where it rode in that brittle blue and faultless void.
Blood Meridian (1985) by Cormac McCarthy


The shadow of an eagle that had set forth from those high and craggy fastnesses crossed the line of riders below and they looked up to mark it where it rode in that brittle blue and faultless void.
Blood Meridian (1985) by Cormac McCarthy



Two of us riding nowhere
Spending someone’s
hard-earned pay
You and me, Sunday driving
Not arriving, on our way back homeWe’re on our way home
Two of Us by The Beatles, Let It Be (1970)
We’re going home”