and no one could tell us that we were wrong, because we were happy, and we were strong. We were possibly stupid, because all thoughts were gone. Lost in something that seemed like magic, we also lost ourselves, only a little bit but a little bit nevertheless.
It's something I found in one of my old notebooks. I don't know if I heard it somewehere or wrote it myself. I just know that the words are good and the beginning is missing. Either I didn't have the words to the start, or I never found where the piece came from.