Work Song – Hozier
to friends, I’ll never talk to,… ever,
to the ones I’ve known closely but will never meet again, ever,
to those I have hurt; them, who don’t even want to see my face,
to people who won’t miss me, forever
to so many, who never knew my story,
who never hung around to live my story in whispers and tears, in screams and smiles,
it is not our fault for our short life moments together.
it is not our fault we don’t talk anymore.
it is not our fault we won’t understand each other this life.
Life is a beautiful chaos of misunderstandings.
Hope we’ll meet sometime, someday, somewhere, the next life.