When I am alone
When I’ve thrown off the weight of this crazy stone
When I’ve lost all care for the things I own
That’s when I miss you, that’s when I miss you, that’s when I miss you
You who are my home
- Orange Sky by Alexi Murdoch
in a white room, in a white head
in a cobweb of enterprise
where the dreams sleep and fears keep
that’s where the colors don’t go
that’s where the colors don’t show
- ‘Where the Colors Don’t Go’ by Sam Phillips
Installation art at the Esplanade, Singapore
Just like ships, we float through each other’s lives
Through the waters of beauty and grace
We will one day dock at the same port
And give rest to our weary legs
There is a light placed up in the sky
Like the stained glass, time slows down
I wish I could sleep, I wish I could dream
I love the sound of my feet against these empty streets
I saw the whole town burn down
I’m walking away
Nothing stays, these feelings have wings
Our arms outstretched, we are soaring .
- ‘Ships’ by Umbrellas







