This has been one of the roughest weeks ever, and unfortunately, the first of many to come... But my spirits are high, and "under the bludgeonings of chance, my head is bloody, but unbowed", in fact, all I can think of is Indifference:
I will light the match this morning, so I won't be alone Watch as she lies silent, for soon light will be gone Oh I will stand arms outstretched, pretend I'm free to roam Oh I will make my way, through, one more day in...hell How much difference does it make How much difference does it make... I will hold the candle, till it burns up my arm I'll keep takin' punches, until their will grows tired Oh I will stare the sun down, until my eyes go blind Hey I won't change direction, and I won't change my mind how much difference does it make how much difference does it make.. how much difference... I'll swallow poison, until I grow immune I will scream my lungs out till it fills this room How much difference How much difference How much difference does it make How much difference does it make... Pearl Jam - Indifference |
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