One, two, three, four.

Regina Spektor - Folding Chair

É que hoje é sexta. E algo (provavelmente o tempo ensolarado e chuvoso) me fez lembrar dessa música.

Come and open up your folding chair next to me
My feet are buried in the sand and there’s a breeze
There’s a shadow, you can’t see my eyes
And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies