Darling bird, don't be a sad bird...

You stuck what I felt for you in the pocket of your jeans.




And I've made myself the fool who's fallen for you




I swear I'm gonna cry. I'm sick of tryin' to be tough.




I want to end this now so dreams of you won't keep me up.




And your heart is gonna tear mine away.




I feel like singing sad songs all night.




i didn't want it to mean that much to me.




(Gregory and the hawk lyrics)

I'm having one of those days when you just wish to bunker down your house for a couple of days and don't see anyone and came out of it renew and happy.

If I only had a bunker ... and a way to forget.