XII.

There’s nothing to add; I love these lines from “Fallen From the Sky” by Glen Hansard:

You must have fallen from the sky,
You must have come here in the pouring rain.
You took so many through the light
And now you’re on your own
And if you need somewhere to fall apart,
Somewhere to fall apart.
Well the ruins of man
The bloody rag
Be the fool, the bull
The powdered hag
The nights that make
The rattle rag
The wolves that follow the ousted man
The falling star
The way we are
Divine
The rules that never ever multiply

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