Roads Untravelled

I let him go and i’m the only one suffering

And I realized all I wanted was to win

I didn’t want him

I just wanted him to want me

And then I lost

But a restless soul will walk the road

Through woods unseen and clouds and storms

To shut the hole that always grows

But when you'll see such beauty unsaid

You'll know't was mum that made the bed,

You'll hug the hole that always grows,

E volendoti bene sempre più mi accorgo di non esserne capace

E quando tu scherzando me lo rinfacci non lo sai che crepa dilati

E l’edificio è sempre più in bilico

E io sempre più fragile

E sempre meno capace di volerti il bene che ti voglio e di cui tu non ti accorgi.

it gets dark in November,

we can quiet down in November