Listening to

...The Weepies.

'...and all this time
I felt just fine
I kept so many people
in my suitcase heart
I was glad to let the whole thing go
time was slipping by
I didn't know...'

'sometimes rain that's needed
falls
we float like two lovers
in a painting by chagall'

'... your life feels like the morning after
all year long.
And every day it starts again
you cannot tell if you're happy.
Keep trying again
Try harder
Maybe, maybe
this is not your year...'

'...does your heart echo like a hall
is any one there at all'

A big hug and nod of empathy to the love-lorn and heart-weary out there tonight.