Isso não é um post

Isso sim é poesia e nostalgia:

Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
Still a little hard to say what's going on

Still a little bit of your ghost your witness
Still a little bit of your face I haven't kissed
You step a little closer each day
Still I can't say what's going on

Still a little bit of your song in my ear
Still a little bit of your words I long to hear
You step a little closer to me
So close that I can't see what's going on

When you know that you just don't know

Só porque estou aqui no estágio fazendo N-A-D-A e não consigo parar de cantarolar isso (em silêncio)...

*depois escrevo algo meu aqui*