quotexties

And it haunts me so

Like a dream that's somehow linked to all the stars above

-- Brian Wilson

From the time when one is sick to death,
One is alone, and he dies more alone.
Friends make pretence of following to the grave,
But before one is in it, their minds are turned
And making the best of their way back to life
And living people, and things they understand
Robert Frost

The question of whether a computer can think is no more interesting than the question of whether a submarine can swim.

-- Edsger W. Dijkstra, 1984

The best way out is always through.

Robert Frost

She's my daughter

My sister, my daughter

Evelyn Mulwray

There's too much on my mind - The Kinks

There's too much on my mind
There's too much on my mind

And I can't sleep at night thinking about it
I'm thinking all the time
There's too much on my mind
It seems there's more to life than just to live it

There's too much on my mind
And there is nothing I can say
There's too much on my mind
And there is nothing I can do
About it
About it

My thoughts just weigh me down
And drag me to the ground
And shake my head 'til there's no more life in me
It's ruining my brain
I'll never be the same
My poor demented mind is slowly going

There's too much on my mind
And there is nothing I can say
There's too much on my mind
And there is nothing I can do
About it
About it

There's too much on my mind

Wait Till the Summer Comes Along - The Kinks

Wait Till the Summer Comes Along - The Kinks

I've been cryin' all the winter

I've been waiting for some good to come my way

But I'll wait 'til the summer comes along

Dear Lord, have I done so much wrong?

How can I go on

Wondering what I did wrong?

Can it be too much to ask?

Please, oh, please, let it be

If the summer'll come my way

Will I find someone to take the place of grief?

But I'll wait 'til the summer comes along

Dear Lord, tell me what could I've done wrong

Can it be that you

Never wanted to

Break some poor mother's heart?

Please, oh, please, let it be

I know my summer'll never come

I know I'll cry until my dying day has come

Let the winter roll along

I've got nothing left but song

[Outro]

Oh, oh, what's happened?