کاری از Matt Monro

An angry silence lay where love had been
And in your eyes a look I'd never seen
If I had found the words you might have stayed
But as I turned to speak, the music played

As lovers danced their way around the floor
I sat and watched you walk towards the door
I heard a friend of yours suggest you stayed
And as you took his hand, the music played

Across the darkened room the fatal signs I saw
You'd been something more than friends before
While I was hurting you by clinging to my pride

He had been waiting and I drove him to your side

I couldn't say the things I should have said
Refused to let my heart control my head
But I was made to see the price I paid
And as he held you close, the music played

And as I lost your love, the music played

امروز تمام کارهایی که تو برنامه م نوشتم انجام دادم. بعد هم رفتم خیابان و سه ساعت پیاده روی و آهنگ هایی که دوست داشتم گوش دادم، فکر می کردم امروز نمره ی کیفیت زندگی م بالای ۸۰ باشد اما حالا که نشسته م تو اتاق دچار حسی شده م که مدتی ست من را گرفته، توی دنیا نیستم:

دنیا دور سرم می چرخد یا من دور هیچ می چرخم.

خیلی فرق است بین مشتق اول و دوم،

همان قدر که بین الاغ و بنز.

پ.ن. حالا خوب است فرض کرده م که هر دو در جهت مثبت می روند.