As vezes o vazio toma conta de um jeito, que aperta, aperta, aperta tanto... E tudo que ela queria era um objetivo, um propósito, uma vontade de ter qualquer vontade.

"In conversation she often content
Customs builds customs that have all dead-ends
She found her courage in a change of scene
The sunday social would be short it's queen
All her best years spent distracted
By this tired re-enaccments
With the right stuff
she would try her chances
Somewhere else"