... Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life...
Pink Floyd - Coming Back to Life
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I want to kill the past and come back to life...
but then again, what are we without our pasts.
Sigh.
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