The music is the void. And you're the reason why.

Sleep would be so welcome. A warm blanket of black to erase everything else. Sleep without dreams.

Even going to jail would be easy compared to losing you.

There are so many things that demand to be said. Where did you go? Do you ever think about me? You've ruined me. Are you okay? But of course, I can't say any of that.

The audience keeps singing, keeps making my case, and I just keep strumming until I get close enough to see her eyes. And then I start singing the chorus. Right to her. And she smiles at me, and it’s like we’re the only two people out here, the only ones who know what’s happening. Which is that this song we’re all singing together is being rewritten. It’s no longer an angry plea shouted to the void. Right here, on this stage, in front of eighty thousand people, it’s becoming something else. This is our new vow.

I`m surrounded by people and feel alone.

No one is who they pretend to be