remember all the sadness and frustration and let it go

Poniedziałek. Takich nie lubię. Łzy popłynęły mi z oczu tak po prostu, po pobudce, przy rozwieszaniu prania, przy śniadaniu o godzinie 17. Taki retrospekcyjny nastrój, wspomnienia Liverpoolu przy cudownej pogodzie, jak dzisiaj. Łzy czasem są potrzebne najwidoczniej. A może to tylko przez kontrolę u terapeuty? Najprawdopodobniej tak...

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You were standing in the wake of devastation
And you were waiting on the edge of the unknown
And with the the cataclysm raining down
Your inside's crying 'save me now'
You were there impossibly alone

Do you feel cold and lost in desperation?
You build up hope of failures all you've known
Remember all the sadness and frustration
And let it go

And in a burst of light that blinded every angel
As if the sky had blown all the heavens into stars
You felt the gravity of temper grace falling into empty space
No one there to catch you in their arms

Do you feel cold and lost in desperation?
You build up hope of failures all you've known
Remember all the sadness and frustration
And let it go