I refuse to go numb




Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you?


If people could see me the way I see myself - if they could live in my memories - would anyone, anyone, love me?
not this time Clara, I promise.

not this time Clara, I promise.


And when I’ve hit the ground, neither lost nor found,If you believe in me I’ll still believe

And when I’ve hit the ground, neither lost nor found,
If you believe in me I’ll still believe