Where can you find that kind of love? Did you walk through it or pass by it and just ignore it? Did it smile? Are you sure? With the eyes, like a genuine smile? Where did you see it or smell it? I've smelled love before; it has so many different fragrances. Did you play with it? Why? I guess you were scared or busy. Sometimes we're just too tired. I can see that. We're all broken inside. All of us. In so many different ways. Do you regret it? No, you don't. Your shape wouldn't be the same. "Never stop smiling," he told me once. I never stop, not even when I'm hurt. "You bring light into my life," he said. Like my name, perhaps. And afterward, the solitude. Today, I remembered him. A lot of marks inside my heart. Guns, violence, death. "Where can you find that kind of love?" he asked. The old couple was holding hands and walking. "I don't know," I said. I was just a child. And a few days later, the bullet.
Written on: 17.11.2022
(Acompañamiento:
Wilco - How to Fight Loneliness)
How to fight loneliness
smile all the time
shine your teeth 'til meaningless
sharpen them with lies
and whatever's going down
will follow you around
that's how you fight loneliness
You laugh at every joke
drag your blanket blindly
fill your heart with smoke
and the first thing that you want
will be the last thing you ever need
that's how you fight it
Just smile all the time
just smile all the time
just smile all the time