the first step towards happiness is always the hardest

(não vale a pena reparar muito nas imagens... do que eu gostei mesmo foi da música no contexto - "what happens when the people we count on to hold us together are barely holding it together themselves?")



You wait for the tears to fall, but they won't
You think you should know what to say, but you don't
Here at the break of day
The world moving on it's way without her

You're sitting there staring into the distance
Like you're putting up some kind of resistance
But you rarely see the dawn
It's like this river that you're on

Here where the sorrows flow
Knowing you will never know about her
Here you're here

The city waking up off in the distance
They're all working on some other existence
But you can't quite seem to care
Like you know they're not going anywhere

Here where the sorrows flow
Here where the questions grow
And all you will never know about her

You wait for the tears to fall but they won't
You think you should know what to say, but you don't
Here at the break of dawn
The world moving on without her

Jackson Browne, "Here"