trying to measure the weight

“This is more than I wanted,
Take me out of the dark, I roam there,
Cold and black, you’re out of touch, yeah,
Lightly falling through a whisper, you’re scared.

It’s the weight of the world, I know, as I struggle to be…whole.
It’s the weight of the world, I know, as you were mine, and we will find…”

Cagliari, 2007.