Alone, with too much generosity
A theatre mask of hostility attracts
Assaults occur infrequently
And those who come, to conquer?
Need strength
But damage accumulates
Still
Moving him to tears
Retained a sense of humour
I find myself coming to this song often when I have bad depression. It comes closer to replicating the feeling of isolation and grey sadness than any other song I know.
Alone, with too much generosity.
A theater mask of hostility attracts
Assaults occur, infrequently
And those who come, to conquer
Need strength
But damage accumulates
Still moving him to tears
Retain a sense of humor.
Retain a sense of humor.
Retain a sense of humor.
Retain a sense of humor
I once asked my English teacher if we could watch SOTL in class, she said no, I asked why, she said it's not British literature, I said Anthony Hopkins was British, she laughed and said the film was inappropriate and had no educational value, I said we'd learn the value of putting lotion on our skin, she laughed and we parted ways, two days later, she turned this song on in the background while we were reading silently in class. True story