I could use some songs for drowsy train rides: Damien Rice throws sweet cannonballs through the trenches of my planning labyrinth. If... then... but... only if.. but even then... unless...
Missing comes with Regina Spektor singing about childhood dogs, part of a nostalgic past. And then there are the songs that bring me back to Vondelpark. Guitar sounds brighter than the summer grass, young dogs playing silly teasing games, barking in distracting dullness how sweet it is to be right there. Together.
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