open your heart
Eager skins that light the fire
Autists! Autists hungry for the match
Drinking! Drinking fossils of the liars
Figments! Figments where the bugbears at.
Proof that I can love a song even though the lyrics mean nothing to me. This part has been stuck in my mind since forever.
Yours sincerely, present of the future end.
Is my life not all that I thought it would be?
Is it simply ordinary?
Oh, is it far from all my fantasies?
Melhor cena do filme?
“The Ride” by Rodolphe Guenoden
Always quiet. Always quiet now.
Always silent. Always silent now.
No I don’t hide it. I don’t hide it now.
I don’t like this song that much but the title is great.
They are good at that.
And we exhale and roll our eyes in unison.
And woe is me. And woe is you. And woe is us together.