
To You, on a Cloudy Night
To you. Tonight the sky seems to have come down unusually low. A night without a single star gives you the illusion that you're the only one left in the world. But did you know? On nights like this, my favorite song comes to mind. Perhaps it's because, with everything outside the window gone gray, I feel I need even a little music to be able to breathe. Whether the sun rises tomorrow or another night like this follows, I don't know. But I hope you too are holding on to at least one song you mean to listen to. Just like me.
Cloudy
There was a night when, as the air turned cold, the frost caught in the window frame came to resemble a song. That person, too, must have passed through a night like that at least once.