Dark streets, carry me home now and I’ve stayed too long. We’re brave men to sip the stars dry and leave sleep alone. I’ve built this house out of a fate-driven dream, and these walls aren’t what they seemed. Light breaks against, and I can’t follow you down. Hurt stays when the work is over, and we’ve stayed too long. I’ll save what memory lends me, when these days are gone.
-chamberlain, fates got a driver
Those are fucking amazing.
Dude… awesome!!!
i think these are the ones that inspired me to shoot some like this when jill and i went to london.
tower bridge:
http://flickr.com/photos/96637966@N00/19390405/
Beautiful pictures! I am so glad I happend to find your blog.