Вот вам тебе unpublished demo: "…Я начинаю думать о том, что люблю невыносимо сильно и в то же время недостойно; о том, что если он сокрушит меня, то я даже не пикну – но и не поднимусь больше никогда; о том, что я не хотела бы больше ничьих рук или глаз, кроме его, кроме наших; наконец о том, что он все-таки меня победил, он воскресил во мне желание любить кого-то и самоотверженность это делать честно, не боясь осколочных ранений характеров и children’s issues".

She can't see the landscape anymore

It's all painted in her grief

All of her history etched out at her feet

Now all of the landscape, it's just an empty place

Acres of longing, mountains of tenderness

Cause she's just like the weather, can't hold her together

Born from dark water, daughter of the rain and snow

Cause it's burning through the bloodline

It's cutting down the family tree

Growing in the landscape, darling, in between you and me

She wants the silence but fears the solitude

She wants to be alone and together with you

So she ran to the lighthouse, hoped that it would help her see

She saw that the lighthouse had been washed out to sea

The kids are dancing tonight, maybe we'll join them.

There's blood in the air tonight, it crushes the boredom.

Grab your coats, get to the boats, head to the coast.

Tonight we sail to the edge of the world.

Get out of this house now, Head for the horizon.

Tonight we take the town, So pick your poison.

Here's a toast, a life as a ghost is better than most,

If we have our love in the gutter.

P.S. Это такое испытание - "полюби реального меня".