I ache in the places where I used to play And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on Leonard Cohen
You asked me how I was doing. I'm quite certain I am tired of that question. It feels like an insult. I don't know where I'm going or how to get there in a hurry. Feeling exiled from the life I used to have.
You asked me to annotate my playlist...
And when you're out there, without care Yeah, I was out of touch But it wasn't because I didn't know enough I just knew too much /// Ray Lamontagne [ Crazy ]
This reminds me of my hermit ways. I'm over going out. Nothing out there interest me. A reminder that sometimes I feel incongruent towards her.