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Roger-Viollet – Couple in the Jardin des Tuileries, Paris, 1945
Είναι στιγμές που πιάνουμε τον εαυτό μας να ασχολείται μόνο με πράγματα που δεν πάνε καλά, ακόμα και όταν όλα τα άλλα είναι υπέροχα...

Natalie Imbruglia – Torn (Ednaswap cover)

I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm, he came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry

Well, you couldn’t be that man I adored
You don’t seem to know
Seem to care what your heart is for
But I don’t know him anymore

There’s nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That’s what’s going on
Nothing’s fine, I’m torn

I’m all out of faith
This is how I feel
I’m cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed
Into something real
I’m wide awake and I can see
The perfect sky is torn
You’re a little late, I’m already torn

So I guess the fortune teller’s right
I should have seen just what was there
And not some holy light

But you crawled beneath my veins
And now I don’t care, I have no luck
I don’t miss it all that much
There’s just so many things
That I can’t touch, I’m torn

I’m all out of faith
This is how I feel
I’m cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed
Into something real
I’m wide awake and I can see
The perfect sky is torn
You’re a little late, I’m already torn, torn

There’s nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That’s what’s going on
Nothing’s right, I’m torn

I’m all out of faith
This is how I feel
I’m cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed
Into something real
I’m wide awake and I can see
The perfect sky is torn

I’m all out of faith
This is how I feel
I’m cold and I’m ashamed
Bound and broken on the floor
You’re a little late, I’m already torn, torn