Há anos você vê as mesmas sujeiras mas, surpreendentemente, até sublima a maioria, na maior parte do tempo. Mas aí vem uma música que você não conhecia, com um título que parece piscar do canto do quarto, convidando a sentar ali na sombra e chorar até dormir.

Little Girl Blue, by Janis Joplin

Sit there, hmm, count your fingers.What else, what else is there to do?
Oh, and I know how you feel,
I know you feel that you're through.
Oh ah-wah-ah sit there, hmm, count,
Ah, count your little fingers,
My unhappy, oh, little girl, little girl blue, yeah.

Oh sit there, oh count those raindrops
Oh, feel'em falling down, honey, all around you.
Honey, don't you know it's time?
I feel it's time,
Somebody told you, 'cause you got to know,
That all you ever gonna have to count on,
Or gonna wanna lean on,
It's gonna feel just like those raindrops do,
When they're falling down, honey, all around you.
Oh, I know you're unhappy.

Oh sit there, ah, go on, go on
And count your fingers.
I don't know what else, what else,
Honey, have you got to do.
And I know how you feel,
And I know you ain't got no reason to go on,
And I know you feel that you must be through.
Oh honey, go on and sit right back down.
I want you to count, oh, count your fingers,
Ah, my unhappy, my unlucky
And my little, oh, girl blue.
I know you're unhappy,
Ooh ah, honey, I know,
Baby, I know, just how you feel.

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Porque a falta que faz alguém pra cantar isso até que eu durma... eu ainda não conheço palavras pra descrever.