“It is from books that wise people derive consolation in the troubles of life” Victor Hugo

born to die

Don't make me sad, don't make me cry Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough I don't know why Keep making me laugh, Let's go get high The road is long, we carry on Try to have fun in the meantime

sometimes

Since I left you I'm a gold balloon that wanders high I won't sing through rainbows and showers

paperman