antipopper

It’s the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming “Let me out”
Pray tomorrow gets me higher
Pressure on people
People on streets
Turned away from it all like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don’t work
Keep coming up with love but it’s so slashed and torn
Why — why — why?
– “Under Pressure”, David Bowie & Queen

I watched the video for this song today, and it made me cry. A lot.