In secret we met In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee? With silence and tears.
lost in a Morrissey phase....better said Morrissey/Smiths phase. i'm amazed by how much lyrics do change with life experiences...and the truth is that Morrissey knows many things. or at least he deeply knows what happens to me....i've always knew it but now i realise it much more than before
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"by my leaning over the precipice | of your presence and your absence in hopeless fusion | my finding the secret| of loving you| always for the first time." A. Breton