Nocte’s Und Pan spielt die Flöte. Könnte unmenschlich viele Passagen aufzählen die mir jedes mal den Atem rauben. Einfach geil so Lieder an denen auch viele Erinnerungen hängen.
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[...] And even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are only here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but it doesn't really. [...]