My voice has gone far away and I'm not sure when it will come back. I'm not sure what can I do or what this could ever mean. A few days ago I lost my eyes but they returned even sooner than I expected, but I guess I miss even more my voice than my eyes, for I can't stay mute for quite long. I could fluently speak many tongues but now I can't even utter the most basic needs.
Maybe my throat needed to rest for a while but there can't be any place for such indulgences.
Die Schönste Krankheit des Weltalles
Mr. Murphy Says It Better
Acknowledgements
sábado, 25 de julio de 2009
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Still Life
Lyrics: Joakim Montelius
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