And me I just got tired of hangin‘ in them dusty arcades bangin‘ them pleasure machines / Chasin‘ the factory girls underneath the boardwalk where they promise to unsnap their jeans / And you know that tilt-a-whirl down on the south beach drag / I got on it last night and my shirt got caught […]

Don’t walk in front of me, I may not follow. Don’t walk behind me, I may not lead. Just walk beside me and be my friend. (Albert Camus)

You said every road is a good road / Between the next road and your last road / Every love is your best love / And every love is your last love / And every kiss is a goodbye / And every kiss is a goodbye (Songs: Ohia)