from the diaries of my other self

"Reconcile to the relief
consumed in sacred ground for me
there wasn't always a place to go
but there was always an urgent need to belong

All these bands and
all these people
all these friends and
we were equals but
what you gonna do
when everybody goes on without you?

To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end."

Rancid é bom, né? To com saudade dos meus cds.