Robert i Portugal for å promotere Cosmopolis

SWATH: Behind the scenes

Cosmopolis intervju

SWATH intervju

SWATH klipp: In the snow

Nye SWATH bilder

Genial Twilight reklame!

Fifty Shades of Grey: morsomme bilder

Flere bilder fra Cannes

Pink Bullets - The Shins

I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole
You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold

Oh what a contrast you were to the brutes in the halls
My timid young fingers held a decent animal

Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short
But the days were long

Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
We fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed

When our kite lines first crossed We tied them into knots

And finally fly apart
We had to cut them off

Since then it's been a book you read in reverse
So you understand less as the pages turn

Or a movie so crass
And awkwardly cast
Even I could be the star

I don't look back much as a rule
And all this way before murder was cool
But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay
Warm light on a winter day

Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
 Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song

The years have been short
But the days go slowly by

Two loose kites falling from the sky
Drawn to the ground and an end to flight