Some songs attain to different people.Some hit home, some mean something
different.
Some make you feel good, some make
you feel far away.
I teared quietly to myself as I listened
to Emiliana Torrini's Serenade. I tried
to play along on the guitar but the night
was to much to bear. It's something to
keep your hopes high and keep the sun
shining in yourself. The gloom always
comes sometime. It makes things die.
I switch off the light and sit on the sofa
just listening.
"And now we will run with smiles.."
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