durante muito tempo achei quase anedótico o facto de tudo o que nos podia ter acontecido ter acontecido mesmo, mas quase sempre aos outros, e nunca se ter sabido se era uma coincidência da condição humana ou se teria sido para podermos pensar que nos poderia ter acontecido a nós - e nos podermos distrair ou atormentar com essa antecipação. mas hoje, passados muitos anos, devo confessar que é uma graça que já não tem piada.

Park the car at the side of the road

You should know

Time's tide will smother you

And I will too

When you laugh about people

Who feel so very lonely

Their only desire is to die

Well, I'm afraid

It doesn't make me smile

I wish I could laugh

But that joke isn't funny anymore

It's too close to home

And it's too near the bone

It's too close to home

And it's too near the bone

More than you'll ever know ...

Kick them when they fall down

You kick them when they fall down

It was dark as I drove the point home

And on cold leather seats

Well, it suddenly struck me

I just might die with a smile on my face, after all

I've seen this happen in other people's lives

And now it's happening in mine