If I am drifting, then I can fight it
If I am sinking, no-one will know it
If I am blinded I’ll have my voices still to guide me
If they yet fled away I’d bless the silence
But if you leave me then I am broken
And if I’m broken then only death remains
Elvis Costello, excerto de Broken do álbum Mighty Like a Rose
A rose to my gal.
Rui Cerdeira Branco