There’s a man who walks beside me he is who I used to be / And I wonder if she sees him and confuses him with me (Jason Isbell)

It’s difficult to go on knowing you’re out there somewhere / Vacant parking lots across the street remind me I’m going nowhere (Whiskeytown)

„Friede sei mit dir!“ sprach er. „Ruhe selig mein Vater, zur Nacht! Siehe, ich wache und sorge für deine Glieder, während du sorglos den Pfad des Trostes dahinziehen magst …“ (Thomas Mann) Looking at a looking glass running out of time / On a face you used to know / Traces of a future lost […]