I miss feeling like everything is magic. I miss feeling larger than life. I miss feeling like I´m drawn in bright technicolour. I miss feeling like everything has more than one single, easy translation. I miss me: alive at the core, vivid beyond recognition, stronger than steel, yet more vulnerable than ever before. And sure, it was really more about me than you. Sure, it was more about circumstance than your actual presence. But you still dropkicked me. From the first second. With one swifth motion. Into oblivion. Into the sky. Into orbit. I´m still spinning. And I´m not ever going to stop.
I´ll make damn sure of that!
Flogging Molly – If I Ever Leave This World Alive
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