Upon liminal spheres where dreams are woven, Adrift between stars and the trees, I pass closer to the golden dawn. There’s a warmth beyond the shadow. I feel the aurum under my eyelids, And I hope the birds will sing. Oh, I hope I will hear the birds sing... Perhaps a knowledge that never comes. for David Robert Jones (8th January 1947 - January 10th 2016)
Scott Barley | Producer |
Scott Barley | Cinematography |
Scott Barley | Director |
Scott Barley | Editor |
Scott Barley | Writer |
David Bowie | In Memory Of |
Scott Barley | Compositing Artist |
Scott Barley | Camera Operator |
Scott Barley | Sound |
Scott Barley | Sound Designer |