Dear Listener,
Ooh, sometimes, sometimes I am caught, I hesitate to give you a thing, and why? Because the ocean would make you crazy* if you kept on looking, because the love would make you sad, if you kept on feeling. The size of this song is so much bigger on the inside that you will feel small and so alone that you might have chosen to feel whole instead of broken by beauty. Okay, you are warned, yes? Listen, or not. Maybe it is your song the day.
If you aren't split in pieces by "you can stay with me and just can pretend I'm not there," you must already be shattered.
* “Looking at the waves scudding outwards and getting lost on the horizon, he could not help but recall the words of his mentor, the Danish physicist Niels Bohr, who had once told him that a part of eternity lies in reach of those capable of staring, unblinking, at the sea’s deranging expanses.” -Benjamín Labatut, When We Cease to Understand the World.
