
mind walks here
terça-feira, novembro 08, 2005
Everybody Hurts
(berry/buck/mills/stipe)
"When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone, When you’re sure you’ve had enough of this life, well hang on Don’t let yourself go, everybody cries And everybody hurts sometimes
Sometimes everything is wrong, now it’s time to sing along When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on) If you feel like letting go, (hold on) When you think you’ve had too much of this life, Well hang on’cause everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends Everybody hurts, don’t throw your hand. oh, no. don’t throw your hand
If you feel like you’re alone, no, no, no, you are not alone If you’re on your own in this life, the days and nights are long, When you think you’ve had too much of this life to hang on Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
Everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes And everybody hurts sometimes, so, hold on, hold on Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on Everybody hurts, you are not alone."
Hmm.. Never felt this sad on a birthday before. This is no desintegration.. The reintegration, which British Council knows nothing of, is proving to be unbearably painful and hard. And home is not a house, but a concept. And happiness is not a goal, but a path. I don't believe in coincidences, but in awareness. Everybody hurts. Everything hurts.
.: posted by Miss Mindwalk 01:04
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