i.c.o.n.p.x.2.0.2.6.

Hair by Miloš Forman 1979

"We starve, look at one another, short of breath Walking proudly in our winter coats Wearing smells from laboratories Facing a dying nation of moving paper fantasy Listening for the new-told lie With supreme visions of lonely tunes Somewhere, inside something; there is a rush of greatness Who knows what stands in front of our lives ... Let the sunshine in (You ought to let) Let the sunshine in (Why don't you let?) the sun shine in"

by James Rado & Gerome Ragni 1967

1280 x 1280 px