mal de montano.01

Não em crescendo, mas em loop. "Little Earthquakes", de Tori Amos.

"we danced in graveyards
with vampires till dawn
we laughed in the faces of kings
never afraid to burn
and i hate
and i hate
disintegration
watching us wither
black winged roses
that safely changed their color

oh these little earthquakes
here we go again
these little earthquakes
doesn't take much to rip us into pieces

i can't reach you
i can't reach you
give me life
give me pain
give me myself again"