Everything is close to me, and the trees and collusions don't hurt my mind, even when the conclusions that I get are really disappointing. I sow the seeds and you feed them, let time go by, and when you are ready you should come over to the other side of the coin. And this place is so fucking gorgeous that I don't need to speak about my sad stories. Man you know I got the blues when I look at myself walking through the walls like a ghost, I feel like that, like a gas condensation over the ground.

Everybody only need a hole to put it in, that's all my friend.

So keep trying if you prefer, you'll waste your time.

Everybody you know just need a room to stay there and dream,

Fucking crybabys, I'm gonna make you wah.

The Soft Boys - Cold Turkey