do you cry out in your sleep? all my failings exposed... get a taste in my mouth as desperation takes hold. why is it something so good just can't function no more? love, love will tear us apart again. love, love will tear us apart again.

i guess

i have become a guest in my own life.
my silence is alarming and disarming.
this room has no character.
i still wonder why.

mah

...mi sono imbattuta in un paradosso: the 'british interplanetary society'.