http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-5WaWYgUwugMy girlfriend and I, we used to sing this song together. I remember her sweet voice, her emotional glance covering myriads of crystalline, subtle nuances. My girlfriend, she was one of a kind. Born out of thin air, all thing that are sad and beautiful, constantly diving in the ethereal. Her hypersensitivity made imposible for her to live along humans, let alone live within a self.
My girlfriend and I, we used to sing this song at the heights of her pain. Tears would mane from their eyes. I'd hug her for hours, we'd lie and whisper our dreams and sorrows for hours as clouds turned pink-coloured and the sky darkened, and fall asleep together.
My girlfriend, she's now confined in a mental institution. She's been forbidden to get in touch with me. Her family has always hated me; now, they think I am a psychopath.
I wish I could go back to her.
This song makes me feel unbearably sad. The kind of sadness that sometimes melts into a strange calm, where love has no physical boundaries.