“and when the time comes along/and the lights run out/I know where I will belong/when they blow me out”
and when the time comes along/and the lights run out/I know where I will belong/when they blow me out
<3 my Welsh homegirl Marina. Some of this song sums up my current attitude to Stuff without my having to actually, y'know, bother trying to communicate myself.
Mood music.
Fijn.
Beautiful.