and you’re so tired you don’t sleep at night
as your heart is trying to mend
you keep it quiet but you think you might
disappear before the end
and it’s strange that you cannot find
any strength to even try
to find a voice to speak your mind
when you do, all you wanna do is cry
well, maybe you should cry
[Alexi Murdoch, “song for you”]
la radio di last.fm quale oracolo della mia giornata
