Come with me for a little ride, see the shadows passing by
Look at the sun and see the clouds turn to faces in the sky
We’ve been awake all night,
shattered dreams all around
Close your sad, sad eyes we will be safe and sound
n. the awareness of the smallness of your perspective, by which you couldn’t possibly draw any meaningful conclusions at all, about the world or the past or the complexities of culture, because although your life is an epic and unrepeatable anecdote, it still only has a sample size of one, and may end up being the control for a much wilder experiment happening in the next room.
Words by http://www.dictionaryofobscuresorrows.com/ because come on, it's BEAUTIFUL.
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