You know, I just realized I've never asked you about you.
How do you spend your days? What do you do? What goes through your head when you hear something like this? Does it put you in a similar mood? Because I can't help but wonder if we'd get along well, mellowing out to the same tunes.
Then I remember why I never ask. Because these moments mean so much. It's too much to lose.
Talking about ourselves, our small thoughts and lives, in comparison to this; it just seems uncool.